Author's Note: Following on from the first Glencross Manor story, we turn our attention to Ruth's donor, Richard, and how he came to be a donor at the formidable yet mild-mannered Mrs. Elspeth McEill's rather unusual human reproduction and embryology institution, and his encounter with his first ever client. As always, all characters are over 18 and any simi...
Part 1 of 3: Jimmy is a stoic man who hasn't taken many chances in his life. He enjoys partying and getting laid when he can, but things are about to change. His friends turn lost chances into one-night stands, a lucky coin puts him on the path to sudden wealth, the woman of his dreams seems to be within his grasp, and all he has to do is survive the wrath o...
***** Becky and Rob were holding hands tightly as the big jet lumbered toward the runway for takeoff. Before today neither had flown and their nervousness was palpable. Each had taken a short hop to get here to DFW Airport and now the main part of their journey was to begin. They were heading for Jamaica, for spring break. Of course neither of their parent...
This is the story of a young man and the journey he undertakes in order to help his dying uncle fulfill his bucket list. Prologue It was a cloudy, cool, and windy morning. John and MaryAnn stood grieving, as the coffin of Joe Taylor was lowered into the ground. John was going to miss his demanding, strong willed, adventurous and loveable Uncle. For more t...
This fantasy story is based very loosely on the comic "Sophie's Curious Perversions" by Von Gotha. That story took place in 1958 London. This one takes place in 2002, in Portland, Oregon. Chapter 1: Sophie's 18th Birthday Hi. I'm Sophie Anderson. I live in Portland, Oregon and I am a senior at Pacific Academy. It's a private school. One of those where we a...
Here I am, standing in a bus terminal, my two preschool children standing on either side of me. We are waving at a bus as it pulls out of the loading station. We cannot see inside the bus. We are hoping that mommy can see us waving to her and that she is waving back. My heart is in my throat. My stomach is in knots. I would probably be panic stricken except...
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...
Brooklyn I staggered into my house, kicking off my heels the moment I stepped through the door. I'd flown to Seattle, Washington, on Tuesday morning, and now, Friday evening, I was finally home in Chicago, tired and ready to sleep in my own bed. Short of flying charter, first class was as good as it got, but I still had to deal with crowds, terminals, lugga...
The darkness of the tunnel was banished by the bright pulses of laser fire, while the shrill screams of dying Kirrix rang in John's ears. There was a momentary lull in the carnage as Irillith followed the ramp up and around the corner, her sister hovering protectively at her side. The insectoid troops lurking around the corner in ambush rushed forward, but T...
Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, punctuation, and also includes rewrites and expanded scenes where necessary. Please see my bio for more information. CHAPTER 1: LONE WOLF The roar of an engine roused Matt from his daydream, loud en...