That was her name, Angel, the meanest woman on Earth. She had made a fortune trafficking in women, children and drugs but had not caught our attention until she began to traffic in weapons. Angel was a public figure, heiress to a fortune; the public had no idea what her foreign "charities" were. Her local charities were legitimate and her city of Marseilles...
Chapter Ten: Sisters of Satan Natalie Styles decided to cool things down with the Cartel for a while. The listening devices Cassie had planted in Carlo's house were providing valuable evidence and intelligence for the FBI and a strategic decision was made to allow the Medici's to keep importing drugs, girls, and weapons into the USA. Intel was passed onto l...
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Aayla crossed the threshold into the Orange Lady cantina and looked around discreetly for her contact. The patrons looked only moderately better than other areas on Nar Shaddaa, but at least the air was a bit cleaner. She moved past a Togruta slave dancer and her eager Weequay companion and pushed her way toward the counter where she sat down next to a tanne...
Tom's Workshop Lately Tom had been dividing his time between working at the service station five days a week - he worked Saturdays but he took Wednesday off - and Alice. They had incredible sex every day. That took a couple of hours, not counting the time they spent in twin comas afterwards. They talked. They talked about everything - growing up, discoverin...
Cane's legs were stretched out on a bar, an upper bar had his arms extended as well. "You made a major error, "Casper said to him. "I never thought you were Bi," his naked prisoner remarked. You did not think this through at all, " the Master responded. "One that I would be an easy mark or two my resources." "So torture is your idea." "My original thoug...
Chase Nygaard's POV Oxbow Lake Conference Room Frank's blood filled the air before I could get out of my seat. I stood and turned just as Coral leaped for Alpha Henry Millner, knocking him on the table. I moved to catch Frank, who was holding his throat as blood sprayed out. "The CLINIC," I yelled as my fingers moved to his throat. Reaching in, I pinch...
Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper... To understand the full context of what is taking place here, I suggest you first read, "A Father...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
I must have been fantasizing for quite some time, because I never realized Mr. Alger had dismissed the class until Darnell tapped me on my shoulder. I looked ahead of me and found that my dream girl was already gone. I sighed and looked to see Darnell give me a knowing look. "Her name is Alliyah," he said. "How do you know that?" I asked. "While you were...