Nineteen B She didn't turn. She didn't move. She blurred her vision so she was looking at nothing. Better to pretend she was bugging out from withdrawal than to answer coherently. Z walked around in front of her and yanked her wrist to bring her face toward his. She focused on his face with disinterest. She began to tremble, not trying to stop it. "You do...
The windshield wipers are whipping across the windshield. I have the high beams on, but they are hardly making a difference in this downpour. I am still an hour from home and on the interstate, when my car starts to sputter. The power is failing; I can tell as my lights dim and die. I pull off to the side of the highway and coast to a stop. I wait a minute...
Trevir had just received his permit to hunt the woods south of Morrovale. He also inherited Harlen's range, as his successor. Harlen had been a excellent tutor for the youth and he knew the ways of the woods as well as the best and better, by far, than most. He surveyed his main hunting area, peering with his keen eyes over the woods from the small hillock...
With his forearms resting on the top deck rail, Rick stared blankly out at the horizon. He had been doing that a lot since he came home from the hospital Monday night. Last Friday their daughter, Holly, had been in a serious car accident. She had a broken leg, multiple lacerations, and bruises—but would live. His wife, Jan, joined him out on the deck. "...
A Sick and Twisted Christmas Present. To Luba, I hope you enjoy my twisted little alternative reality "fan-fic", Hugs, Cuddles, and Brutal Ravages...Timmah. Writers Note: I had intended to write this as a private gift to someone, who I shall call Luba. Needless to say, I decided not to let these stories mothball. I see this as reclamation of my loving eff...
Alice pulled in to the familiar driveway and turned off the ignition. She slumped her head on the steering wheel and let out an audible groan. The drive home had taken her 18 hours, not including the two stops she'd taken to have a short sleep reclined in the driver's seat. She unbuckled her belt, grabbed the duffel bag off the passenger seat, opened her d...
Just a quick note. This story was my first attempt at writing a story a year or so ago. I posted it on another site which some of you probably read. So yeah, I know what you're going to say. Yes, it is my story with a rewrite. The story was ok but was a mechanical disaster the first time. Punctuation, sentence structure, typos, etc... were really bad and it...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Chapter 9: A Visit to Joanna When I got into work the next morning, Maggie was already in the office. I made coffee and then told her about re-hiring Joanna and Debbie; my meeting with Mark Dwight and the deal...
Chapter 01 : Introduction -- A nightly visit to the Hospital Author's Note : This will be an 8-Chapters-story, a true story. As the subtitle says, the first chapter will introduce the reader(s) to the trio of main characters, and to show you into the given circumstances. Please don't lose your patience, I only can tell you that it is necessary for you to...
Another softer story to support the 2020 Valentine's Day event. Please read my profile for my stance on comments. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages work too. Glenn Lewis Frey; Don Hugh Henley: "It may be raining, but there's a rainbow above you. You better let somebody love you, before it's too late." + + + + Som...