Capitulus V (Chapter 05) Cherl is haunted by ghosts Zhanet and Steev escort Cherl to one of the wagons; they are half carrying her as her knees keep buckling. She keeps repeating, "Seconds, only seconds and they would have lived. It is so unfair." Although Zhanet and Steev try to soothe her, she is inconsolable. She is moaning and weeping as though her hea...
This story takes place in the Back To School series written by Zaxxon. All copyrights to the characters are owned by him and are used by me with his approval, Even though our styles of writing are different, he was kind enough to let me use his characters in this story, which I hope will be good enough to be a tribute to his writing. Coach Bradley Hicks rub...
Chapter One: Stolen Identities You banged your fist one last time against the corrugated sheet of iron metal before you. Much like the result of all your previous attempts, the wretched surface refuses to yield to your touch, the cold steel leaving a numbing sensation down the edge of your pinky finger where it had made contact. Exasperated, you collapse to...
Jenni spent ten minutes standing on the footpath looking into the display of meat in the butcher's shop. One of the two remaining butchers came to behind the display and pointed to his watch, indicating that the shop was about to close. It puzzled Jenni why she spent most of the day making snap decision yet that technique failed her when it came to choosin...
Chapter 3. First-day blues: Earning my dole money -- in the Sock Room. Oh, great! This was all I needed! Just how bad could things get? Mrs Norma Newlove, my neighbour from hell, had actually come to the Sock Room to gloat over my hideous predicament ... And, of course, to change her dirty socks -- knowing that I was going to have to hand-wash them! "Hav...
40. Taking Out the Trash They were only a dozen steps outside of the office, so they went back inside where Henry and the girls were still in the meeting room. They were doing just what Mark was going to do, looking up New York City's trash situation! Internet search results revealed that DSNY's budget was over $2 billion per year to manage over 14 millio...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
- Note - SQUICK ADVISORY - End Note - Nomi floats in the warm stream of air the shower cubby uses to dry her and reclaim water in microgravity. Eyes closed, lights dimmed, she's tempted to nap right there, soothed by the white noise of the fans and cradled by the warm updraft flowing past skin still red from scrubbing. Soon, though, the system cuts off,...
Hazel Jones stared down at the letter in disbelief and slumped backwards into her office chair. She sighed heavily as she adjusted her prescription glasses and glanced down at the foreboding signature slashed sharply across the bottom of the paper. "Shit," she said flatly as the reality of what the letter meant was sinking in. Her funding was being cut dra...
Principal Schwartz was patrolling the hallway between classes on Friday, the day after the Westville football team had won the regional championship. The school was bursting with pride and Schwartz decided she needed to be seen in the halls to keep the jubilation down to an acceptable level. She was dressed in her conservative gray suit with a skirt that ca...