It had been relatively easy to slip unnoticed into the large chest of finest Nottingham lace that had lain unheeded on the bustling quayside. Such was the merry melee of jolly jack tars and haggling merchants that nobody had noticed a ragged youth picking a stealthy way over to where the goods were loaded high and wide, ready to be carried on board the East...
She kept looking at him and smiling. He had just come into the roadside bar to get a beer and get cool in the AC. He had been hitching for the past 4 hours and he was tired and very hot. The bar was your typical small town, middle of nowhere, country redneck bar with a combination of farmers and bikers and all around low rent types. The bar was built in ki...
Chapter Three - Cecelia Flick The oak-panelled courtrooms had been purposely designed to look imposing and foreboding to those appearing before the Justices at the Old Bailey but Gillian Dixon confidently strode into the dock looking like she owned the place. "Any chance you're going to show a little respect and servitude?" her barrister Brian McCaffey his...
Susan strode towards the dance floor. She turned briefly to adjust her top, accentuating her cleavage more deeply. Her face displayed a confident smirk. Her step was bold. Her breasts jiggled with every footfall. She drew stares of disdain from some of the women, interested leers from some of the men. Unholy strength coursed through her body. She had fed wel...
An hour or so went by, as they talked, then a young man came over to them. He was not so tall, red headed, and a tiny bit overweight. He offered the two girls a drink, and was very complimentary and shy. He even said yes ma'am and no ma'am to them. He was dressed very plainly, and even after buying the two girls a drink, he made no attempt to sit with them o...
Author's Note: Here is the second part of the Life of D, this section covers the happenings and the fallout of the previous relationships and the multiple traumatic events that the character faces. The inherent truth about what lets people keep going through hell is those few victories that we can achieve, those few wins make the burns and scars almost seem...
A cold silence filled the cathedral as Azagthoth walked among the unconscious thralls, his bare feet echoing against the tile floor. He looked around him dispassionately at Nico and Filia's handiwork. His eyes lingered upon the Angels. "The marks actually worked on the Seraphim. How interesting. I was expecting they'd kill you both." Filia was still feeling...
I arrived outside the club to find my lover waiting for me, we entered the club by the main door, and after paying the £30 per couple entry fee, we checked our coats into the cloakroom, and looked about us, On the this floor were the club's communal rooms, and spotting a sign for the lounge bar we made our way there and ordered drinks, we were both nervous,...
"I just knew this was gonna be boring," Dorothy said with a sigh. "Why do you have to come to these parties every year?" "He's my boss, hon," said Mike, "I don't like these parties any more than you, but he's a jerk about things like this. Sorry, we'll leave at the first opportunity, I promise." "Yeah, yeah...sure we will." They smiled at each other and d...
"Morons?!" Miguel asked her, more incredulous than offended. The fight seemed to go out of him and he turned and walked to the hallway. "She calls them useless morons for sacrificing their precious time on this Earth to train and hone their skills," he declared bitterly to no one. Lisa set her jaw in anger. "What else does one call a bunch of men running ar...