1016, North Bay of Durness, Scotland. Village of Lean, North Coast. Eleanor had been finding it more and more difficult to drift to sleep these past few weeks, the lack of rest leaving her almost completely mentally and physically drained. Indeed, the hour now was just past gloaming, yet with the night breathing with its beautiful sway, at one with the wav...
Robin Goodfellow, known as the hobgoblin Puck, was from the land of Faerie. Knowing only this, people avoided and feared him. At least they used to. With the conquering of the lands of the Celts, the faerie were relegated to myth and there became grinning farces of themselves. At least, they became that way in people's imagination. In reality, they retained...
This is a tale I wrote some time ago after sitting in my armchair thinking back to some of the people I had met when I was a young man. I had driven taxis briefly but this is not a true story, just a product of my mind. Set in an Australian city. Any mistakes are mine. I must thank my proof reader, she does a great job. Enjoy! +++++++++++++ Talk about ti...
Tom's standing at the altar. It's the first time in ten years that I've seen him and my stomach leaps up into my chest cavity. The faces on either side of me blur into a mass of toothy smiles as the church organ roars into life. I try to focus on my job as maid of honour. I straighten out the train of Zoe's dress and press my lips together into what I hope...
I woke up in a really comfy bed, surrounded by softness. I yawned, revealing my sharp vampire fangs as I looked around with drowsy eyes, sitting up on the bed. "Oh. Woah. I had to be super drunk last night and long for cuteness I see..." I thought to myself as my fingers traced along one of the thicc, soft thighs of the closest Mommy Maiden. They were surro...
This is it -- a one-page flash story! There's nothing groundbreaking or earth shattering here, just a story of two people learning to deal with new experiences in their lives, and what happens when one doesn't handle it very well. As always, my stories are complete works of fiction, and all persons are of legal age. Your votes and comments are important to...
Only immediate family and a couple of close friends attended the wedding and reception. It wasn't meant to be so solemn, but it was also meant to send a message to Jean. She did wear white and Miguel wore a suit. From the smile on Jean's face you would never know she was being punished because she was too busy thinking about her wedding night. Jean's mom a...
Stepping out of the lift, I walked casually into the reception area of the Ritz Carlton Hotel and took in the sight of a wedding reception in full swing. People filled the area, decked out in their finest livery as they took an evening off to celebrate the wedding of a friend, relative or colleague. I stepped over to the groom's registration table, flashin...
It was probably good that Steph left teaching to work at a magazine. She was kind of a mess, and even the kids realized that her heart wasn’t in it. As an entertaining colleague, I missed her. I also missed the few occasions we managed to hook up--a parking lot after night school, and a memorable angry afternoon helping her move. When she left, I filed those...
All the characters in the story are above 18 years of age. ********** "Not again!" Mrs. Mason the housekeeper looked at Ellen the new maid with frustrated eyes. It was the 4th time in 2 weeks that Ellen had dropped the picture on the mantelpiece and broken its frame. The picture had the smiling face of Alex Raymond plastered on it on whom Ellen had develo...