3. The Valley "I don't get it," Tascha frowned. "Well, you know Grieg's 'In the Hall of the Mountain King,' right?" "Of course." "Well, there's this classic prog rock album, by King Crimson, called In the Court of the Crimson King. Somebody apparently thought it was clever to put the two things together. At the time I thought it was hysterical." She coc...
Jane and I had settled back into our normal life after our vacation in Europe. It was nice to be home since we had spent the bulk of the summer travelling. As you may recall, I proposed to Jane while we were in Sweden, so the bulk of Jane's time was taken up with wedding headaches. We told Jane's mother, Bettina, to try and keep it as simple as possible and...
I awoke to a slight sound, unknown in it's execution but enough to assure that I was no longer alone. My sleep fogged mind was jolted into awareness of this fact, and wondered at the strange bed I was laying on. Dimly, after a few moments, the memory of being showed to the room by Jerry late in the evening forced it's way into that awareness. I had removed m...
It was a most curious sight to see in the middle of nowhere, Jana decided, but always a pleasure to come upon. Granted, every state in the union had a few of them, but to see one just lying outstretched lazily in the sun so far from where she was accustomed to finding them was both intriguing and a little hilarious. Damn, she thought, are they really becomin...
The roar of the falls filled the early morning air with the continuous deep growl of an angry ogre. Civilicus had to shout as he and Ciara leaned out to look over the edge of the steep cliff. Far below they saw the dark maw of a giant natural cave with the broad and shimmering long waterfall which fell from it. "This is the place where Lake Dark Starwater...
Arc Deco 3 - Conceal Me What I Am Copyright© 2010 by Stultus Synopsis: The worst part about being apparently a very minor magician is that no one takes you seriously, until it's once again time to save the world and it's all up to you once again! Sex contents: Almost no Sex Genre: Speculative Alternative Historical Fiction Codes: MF, Magic, Supernatural...
His name was Jack. It might as well have been Joe, for he knew he was average. He also knew that this gave him two options in life. One was to regret he was average. That he was not the proverbial tall, dark and handsome stud, turning female heads wherever he went. The other option was to be thankful that he wasn't fat, short, bald and ugly. He was Jack M...
For all of you who have followed this story since the beginning, those of you who have discovered it along the way, and those of you who will find it in the future, I appreciate your readership. This is the final chapter of UCLA to Big D. I strongly encourage you to read the epilogue as well...the final chapter is dedicated to all of you supposed know-it-all...
Ever hear of the expression, 'Led around by the balls'? Well, it brings back visions of an epic fuck up. Whose fault? It hardly matters. Joyce peeled around the corner, cast a delirious water-eyed glance at me. She drove over a curb—our suitcases jostled around like they were fucking. "What the hell just happened? How does Cheryl have a cock? She put it in...
Ugh I hate that my stories take so long to be approved. Makes it seem like I am taking forever to write them when in actuality I submit a chapter every time one gets posted. I try not to take too long in between. Anyways, enjoy. ___________________________________________ I stopped sobbing and let my anger take over. I needed to leave. Fuck this pack. They...