My wife Paula and I (Dave Williams) were planning on spending the weekend at our summer cottage at the shore, which usually means we spend at least one day on our boat fishing. I knew it was time to replace some gear so I was going to go online and see what the local stores may have on sale. I really needed some additional smaller jigs as the mackerel was ru...
Let me begin by saying YES there are spelling errors, errors in grammar, and run on dialog. I did have a volunteer editor review this. I did have others on another hosting site offer comments and critique. I did my best to take that into consideration and make changes. I am not an English lit grad. I just feel that since I read and comment on others work I s...
"You know it!" Christie says with that lovely smile of hers. "Must be a rare one then," Amber comments as she walks past me on her way to the kitchen. The girls follow Amber and strike up conversation in the kitchen, but do so in a whisper. I try to look over to get a better view of her, but my attempts are thwarted moments later as Kacie stands back up on...
Prologue: Once again I like to remind everyone this is a continuous story presented in multiple parts so I recommend reading at least the preceding chapter (or part). As I explained before, each chapter usually starts where the last left off, but minus any background. Which the lack of could make the narrative difficult to follow, or understand. As always,...
It shouldn't have surprised Whitney to find out that Lieutenant Dallas and Roarke left the Radio City Theater after dismantling the last bomb, both of them leaving via a limo owned by Roarke without much glance at her NYPSD comrades, but it was surprising that the Ghost Organization were claiming jurisdiction over the Cassandra case. It weighed on his mind s...
Julia was feeling peculiar when Simon called at her door. Like being angry for no reason. She wasn't angry, certainly not with him, but she was carrying around a tension she couldn't explain. He on the other hand appeared relaxed and happy. They were seeing each other all the time and neither had any complaints about the relationship or the way it was progre...
*written in collaboration with my Enchantedfool* ***** It had been over a week since she had teased him under the tree at the university. He had sent her a goodnight text thirty minutes after they had parted at her doorstep. She had rolled her eyes, returned his text with a short response and turned off her phone. Over the next week, Anna found herself smi...
Greetings all, I again wish to thank all who have read, voted, and commented on this series. This story is a work of fiction and fantasy. The events depicted did not and should not happen in real life. Any similarities to real persons are strictly coincidental. I also need to state that everyone in this chapter is above the age of 18. I also wish to thank...
Note to reader: Please read the story "Muddy" before this posting. I wasn't sure if my first post would garner positive feedback. It did so here is number two in the series. Reminder: This story is pure fiction. * All that night, Muddy and I slept soundly. Perhaps the dancing and raucous sex wore us out. I awoke on my left side, spooning with Muddy, and my...
I was surprised by how quickly part one was read and commented on! I was also surprised by some of the stuff I've been ruminating on made its way into this story. I really appreciate the comments! The one questioning how our protagonist started his fire made me laugh. It was merely not mentioned, similar to not noting characters going to the bathroom. Let me...