A set of headlights turn and pull into a nearby vacant lot, stopping near one of the overhead lights to reveal a dark sedan. It's driver's side opens to reveal a man looking to be in his mid thirties wearing a grey suit, taking a long drag from a cigar before tossing it onto the ground. Stepping over it and making his way towards the building in front of him...
Mason Davis was cooking food on a charcoal grill. Henry Williamson was a bit close, sipping at canned beer and commenting on the food's progress. Kennedy Davis was fanning herself with a brochure and reading a fashion magazine, sitting in a lawn chair beside Jennifer Williamson, who was looking at something on her cell phone. Vlad and Mihai Dalca, Ana Davis...
Hunting was not the high-octane thrill many made it out to be. Hunting required patience. It required concentration. Above all, it required a clear head. So Mera cut off communications with her support team. She didn't need them speaking into her ear every few moments. It was distracting. And perhaps annoying as well. Arthur, bless his brave soul, wouldn't a...
Returned next week, the usual Friday night rigmarol of shopping for the week, tired, with a list in my hand of immediate/weekly want's. Thinking of Karen!...look around, usual bunch of people, busy with their own thoughts and day-to-day- problems.. 'Get it over with and go home' ..no Karen in sight . . . 'Oh Well'.. It was in the Buiscuit Ailse. I was seekin...
Greta Winston and Elle Franklin did their best to keep Ruby sane. Knowing that she had deep feelings for Jack Ramse even though she hid them well, they felt her loss. Having saved them all possibly against a Fallen Angel of unimaginable power the Colonel had cursed himself through a recited spell from a book of dark magic. A Chinese recount of the History of...
He stands a staggering 6'4, blond curly hair that falls just to his shoulders and frames his face like a halo. Bright green eyes find my dull brown ones and his gaze is penetrating, seeking out something more and setting my body on fire in the process. If just his gaze could do this to me, I wonder what the rest of him can do. A chill runs down my spine as I...
Author's Preface This chapter is the result of several requests from some people following the story. "The Alley of No Return" is a story about refusal to acknowledge illicit temptations, gradually giving in to them, and how powerful they become in a culture of denial, and oppression, of obvious glamour. Specifically in this chapter, if the notions of sexua...
Sorry about the wait, but here is the fifth chapter, finally haha. I don't mean to take so long, it just happens. :/ But this is progress, not too many months passed by this time, haha. Let me know what you think! Enjoy. :) ********** Jake wasn't thinking clearly. He didn't have a plan; he just knew that he had to show Daisy that she belonged to him. It w...
Little Jake was terrified. He didn't know what was going on, other than that his mother was crying and his father looked distressed. He shrunk further into the corner, and watched with fascination as his mother's tears floated in the air. She said something to his father, gathered herself and wiped the tears, and turned to him. "Son, I need you to be brav...
"Hah, look at this little guy! I think he likes you, Mykah." Pete held up the little stone figurine of a tribal man, hunched over and grabbing his oversized erection. "Oh," exclaimed Mykah, staring rather blankly at the rough stone figurine. "I think I'll keep him for the heck of it," said Pete, pocketing the figure. As soon as it was out of sight Mykah se...