Disclaimer: This story contains references to acts performed by fictional characters that might offend some readers. The author ensures that these events were written in as a story telling plot device and as an expression of the tale being told in their imagination, and hopes that the story is neither ruined for the reader nor as a whole by any references...
This is a story of the old Hong Kong of a generation ago, of a gateway between West and East, of a place of unique people with unique attitudes. A century from now, this will all be a vague memory, a rumor among other rumors in abandoned texts. Chapter One. At the moment, Laura Scanlon is alone in the airplane, seated near the window, her eyes on the darke...
Mikael cut the pear with a sharp knife, dropping the pieces into the bowl that he had in front of him. He put a segment in his mouth and chewed it slowly as he finished, enjoying its flavour. Its cool wetness proved refreshing, too, a welcome relief in the stifling heat. Mikael had already removed his shirt due to the warmth; the feeling of cotton hanging on...
Chapter 1 Victoria uttered a curse, an uncharacteristic oath as she stared at the person on the street corner. The heavy dampness inside and outside the car, the rain, and the fog on the windows, made it difficult for her to know if the figure huddled at the omnibus stop was male or female. Inside the motorcar, the wet was in her eyes, dammed up during ano...
A fair warning to the readers. This novella is actually the first half of a novel length story that I have yet to complete. While the story presented here has an arc of sorts it ends abruptly, so go into this knowing you are only reading the first half of a story. I have no idea if or when I will finish this novel but I felt there was enough here for a "Book...
Author's Notes: As usual, thanks to my lady love and a whole adventuring party's worth of beta readers, including ReGats, John988 and ChloeTzang. Your critique and inspiration not only made me rewrite this thing in its entirety but caused me to improve in the process. Thank you very much for that. A special 'thank you' goes to my incredible editor bikouku...
Chapter 1 "Another drink, Jimmy?" "Yeah, okay, Jer'," I said. I walked with Jerry over to the bar, where he refilled my glass. We took our glasses out to his back deck and settled down to watch the sun set. Debby and I had gotten to Jerry and Carol's a few minutes late, but not too bad. I had completely forgotten the invitation, and worked late that day....
Troy had fallen. That once noble city, Pram's glory and the jewel of Troas, would no longer sing her proud songs under the gaze of Mt. Ida. Betrayed by a wooden gift, the invention of the cunning Odysseus, she now lay ashen and desolate, her spirit and her people vanquished by ten years of war and Greek treachery, bringing death and destruction upon all. I...
Fiona snapped. "What is wrong with you? You've barely touched me." "I've got a gardening tool up my ... well it's not very comfortable!" "Well you should have got your parents out for the day. Send them to the cinema or something. We could have been at your house instead!" Greg snorted derisively. "It's so easy for you." His naked lover turned to face hi...
Author's note: This is my first completed novel. While the plot isn't too complex, the goings on in the story are tricky, and with the help and dedication of a friend who reviewed the whole thing, I tweaked the crucial parts of the story to be better. I wrote this story to explore the main themes that are included in it. I won't spoil anything by going int...