Living so close to Salem, MA, USA, famous for it's witch trials and executions in 1692 and 1693, some guys I knew were intrigued by the idea of re-creating the trials and examinations, if not the executions, in our own backyard. In practice this meant the backyard of the Harrington's estate next door, it being possessed of lots of space and assorted out buil...
Ralph was at the beginning of a two-week vacation at a ski resort in Pennsylvania. He was coasting along with the momentum of a trip down a long slope and passing by the side of a rather steep cliff when another skier, evidently a beginner, sideswiped him slightly. He stopped, as she did (he didn't know she was female then), and he started to bawl her out f...
Wednesday, fall coming Dear V Continuing our story, I feel like you are coming closer to home. I stayed with my brother & D until their genuine old fashioned happiness began to nibble at my soul. I will not bore you with my suffering. I wondered a lot about yours. You had secrets to keep. I did what I do when I am sick, I wallowed. I wallowed in you. L...
Hi all! Here it is, the final chapter of The Last of Her Kind! New to the story? Start at Chapter 1. This is the end of a novel, and the story has been building to this. I would like to thank you, the readers, for being so supportive of this story. I know it wasn't for everybody, but I certainly I hope I captured a few of you in my web. This tale started a...
At the knock on the door, Stephen Wagner looked up, then put down his textbook, The Ethno-Geography of Prehistoric China. He crossed the small dorm room, unlocked the door, and peeked outside. A young woman stood at the entrance, smiling back at him in the light of a single bulb glowing in the hallway. Stephen smiled back. "Oh. Hi, Amber." "Hi, Steve. Is y...
Tor woke with a start, worried that he might have let the fire go out. The penalty for letting that happen was severe, so it was with some relief that he felt the orange glow of flame warming the left side of his face. At the age of some 18 winters, it was his first special task and he did not want to fail, but he was still exhausted from the day's hunt and...
This is not a romance. This is not a coming of age. This is not a classic good versus evil. This is the story of how I fucked up the world. I was just an average guy named Lorenzo desperately seeking a little adventure. I hit thirty and found myself disappointed with my life so far. I decided it was time to see the world and unfortunately for me I took my i...
There is a legend in Northern Michigan about a clan of the Dog-Man that has been around since the late 1700s. Many people have claimed to have seen it, from woodsman to elderly women to teenagers who party in some of the forests around here. No one has attempted to explain where or how this creature originated, until now. Before white people ever stepped f...
Chapter 01: You Aren't Alone Anymore It was a typical day in Arizona fall. Slight cloudy overcast with temps in the high seventies and lows in the fifties with an eighty percent chance of rain for the afternoon. The sky covered in blue/gray clouds hanging low streaked from one horizon to the other. The sun breaking through the mountain to the east and break...
Hi everyone, I just wanted to thank all of the people who have sent me suggestions and comments. It lead to a major revision. Unfortunately if you've been following along from the beginning you'll find that the chapters posted prior to this one do not contain the revision. But that's the way it goes when I post the first drafts as I go along. I can tell you...