I came across this one in the files whilst I was actually looking for something else and as its this time of year I thought I'd put it out to see what the readers think of it. As usual I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. As always I'll also add that I've got the nasty habit of pla...
I first saw her as she walked into a small sidewalk bistro in front of my hotel on Ipanema Beach. "Tall and tan and young and lovely, the girl from Ipanema comes softly, and when she passes, each one she passes, goes "Ahhhh..." Except for the tall part, Gabriella was all of that. And more. I was in Rio de Janeiro for two nights before turning around on the...
Story contains disturbing themes, including death and questionable non-consent. [Dedicated to and inspired by the shades of those that have gone before. Small, petty minds can't appreciate greatness but can only attempt to tear it down.] * Of course I'll tell you my story if you're willing to listen, though I doubt it will do much good. Still, if there's...
Just to be certain about it, there is no proof of there being a God, nor is there any proof that there isn't a God. No one knows one way or the other. Further, all of those books of the Old and New Testament with names given to them, no one knows who actually wrote any of them. Yes, there probably was an Isaiah and a Jeremiah, even a Paul, and Paul may have...
This is my first non-erotic submission. It is a short story I wrote for my daughter that takes place after a saga I hope to one day commit to paper (electronic or actual). I am also working on several other shorts featuring my other two daughters and son. (Hopefully, I'll have these done sometime this year.) Please enjoy the read and (please!!) vote and leav...
Set in New Zealand with NZ spellings and idioms. * CHAPTER 1 Roman Gulliver called himself a businessman. Some women with a penchant for straying knew him as an adulterer. His former wife who'd vowed never to say his name again described her 'ex' as a mean bastard who'd made her account for every dollar she spent. Cynthia his mother acted as if the sun sh...
A note from the author: This is an entry in the 2007 Winter Holidays Contest. The story is a collaboration from michchick98 and myself. We hope you enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed writing it. Special thanks goes to Daniellekitten, t0nst3rs and MugsyB for their valuable feedback and input on this story. Thanks for reading and don't forget to vote. "...
As far back as I can remember the way that magic works is in three ways. One is belief in the power. Most people don't believe it rests within them, and they suffer for their ignorance by being blind to it. Two is the actual ability to make the power flow in your blood. Many martial artists can tap into the power to make their bodies and minds strong, yet th...
It begins with Kimberly McArthur slowly waking up in a strange room. It's dimly lit and a few feet in front of her there is a standing mirror; beyond that she can see a bed with another mirror hanging over it. As her eyes focus she realizes that the mirror over the bed is merely hanging from some rough hemp ropes; other ropes hang down from beams above the b...
Steam | Chapter Two | Departures Snow drifted in fat flakes from the sky, gathering into soft, cold piles that they marched through in lines. A geomagus led the procession slowly through the hip high drifts, holding his metal gloved hand out before him to feel for fissures beneath the endless field of white. The falling powder built up atop the shoulde...