For the real slow-dance gang and in loving memory of David R. It was early August when I finally asked Rachel out. The slow-dance gang was over by then. That probably had something to do with why I threw caution to the wind on that particular evening, though I'm really not sure. We were all still in town except for Mattieu and Lenka, and everyone else...
PART 6: Faye and Amy *** Author's Notes: In these stories, I'm attempting something somewhat new, darker, grittier, and going a little bit further down the proverbial rabbit hole than I've gone before. I'm putting all of the tag/trigger warnings (that I can think of) here in the beginning so that you can see some of the elements that are contained in this...
All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over 18 when any sexual events took place. Part 2 – Jordan goes to university ***** Recap –––- My name is Jordan and I'm nearly 19 years old, 5 feet 1 inch tall, I weigh 99 pounds and have a 32aa 26 33 figure and dirty blonde hair; your average skinny teenager. I come from a self-induc...
Chapter 22: Homecoming ***** Time seemed to have lost much of its meaning during the many weeks on the open ocean. Every time Jack looked out past the ship or through one of the many port windows, the sight never changed. The enormous and seemingly endless body of water presented the same view at the very break of day and at the onset of night, a quiet tra...
Foreword Thanks to those of you who were kind enough to read and comment on my first submission of Realms of Eden Book 1 – Sydney comes of Age (it's in the Sci-Fi section). This is a rewrite of that book but from the story teller's perspective rather than first person. My characters told me that they didn't think they got enough time in my first book havin...
Mikael raised his sword quickly, parrying his opponent's vicious blow, before spinning to his left to dodge another. His foes spun, too, raising their own weapons as they readied another charge; one struck low, towards his knees, and the other went high. Mikael rolled sideways, avoiding both swipes, and swung out. One enemy crumpled as his magical blade cut...
I know time's bent on destruction The past is over every day I wish we both could fly back home But we can't, so I guess I'll just fly away! --John Hiatt, "Fly Back Home" A job's a job. That, in any case, was what Tom had been telling himself every day since his lifelong buddy Jim had coaxed him into moving up north to take jobs with his cousin's new logg...
Note from the author: Hi everybody! It's been a while since I wrote in a contemporary setting. It was the announcement of World Gin Day - an event unknown to me until this year - that tickled my fancy. However, truth be told, I've also had to tackle some major writer's block. So... finally, here is my new tale, which I hope you will all enjoy! P.S.: The pac...
I never had been all that good at anything except searching out distractions to the dull pain of my relentlessly and unpleasantly bland life. Which was nothing since distractions were plentiful and were essentially within arms reach. All it took was a flick of the switch and sound and image of the TV flamed on. Not much of a flame, though. Not like staring i...
Hi everyone, Average Joe here. This was my original idea that got me into writing, I started it in June of 2018. Firstly, it's far from perfect, I know that, and I'm working on it. Secondly, feedback is always appreciated, flick me an email, drop a comment, let me know how I'm doing. Lastly, this is a fantasy, it does contain sex, but there's 53k words bef...