© 2014 by Thrillerauthor * That night was like something out of a horror movie - the most horrendous experience of my life, and that includes Gregg's attempt to murder me. It began with the cops whisking me out of Morton's through the kitchen door, so I didn't even have a chance to tell Ron what was happening. I was worried sick about what he must be thin...
Izzy is taking a break from Chicago for a while and seeing what New York has to offer... Please leave your thoughts! Springtime had returned once again to Chicago. After a long, grueling winter filled with blustery snow and ice, the joy of warm weather and green trees was all around me as I took a power walk through Lincoln Park Zoo. Walking had been my sol...
There is no sex at all in this chapter. It's all fiction except one kernel IS based on reality. See the end notes. ********************* In 1873, ten years after the Battle of Gettysburg, the US Congress authorized and commissioned a painting of that "turning point of the Civil War" to be hung in the Capitol building foyer. It was to be a large painting -...
MONGREL: The notion 'Get some mongrel in you' means adding something to your persona to provide a harder edge. This supposes a touch of defiance or rebelliousness will make a difference; a significant difference especially to the downtrodden. In this instance the advice to 'get some mongrel' was given to a character who's perceived as being excessively too n...
DOLLIE, THOSE THREE, AND ME ... Chicago Style Somewhere around north Chicago early 70's. From 1972 to 1974 I had a red 1972 Gran Torino station wagon and fold down RV camper. We were camped along Lake Michigan in the State Park. See, that's how I remember, from material things of the past, and my scribbled notes. We'd had Chicago Style pizzas from the...
Dear readers, Real life sometimes catches you buy surprise, so please forgive me for having posted this chapter late. I dedicate this to griffin57, a good friend and a another amazing writer who believes in my talent and work. Xoxo, Nightingale [1] Took a one way trip back to Glen Ellyn, Chicago and a cab to the very place I had refused to go back to...
Chapter 9 Jack was catching an early flight out the next morning, so I spent the night at his apartment. We'd talked about buying the apartment next to his, if it came on the market. The commuting between my house and his was getting tiresome, and we were talking about making our relationship more permanent. I suggested that I try to sleep in my pregnancy...
Detective Frank Sturgess scratched his thick gray hair as he studied the report in his hand. He shook his head several times as he read it through. When he was finished, he added it to the mountain of papers strewn across his desktop and fished around until he found a small black cassette. Sturgess thought he had seen everything in his eighteen years with t...
***************** John - the Tuesday before Susan woke up in the strange bed: Mid afternoon I received a call on my other cellphone, the one George Butler had given me. "Hello?" "Listen, sorry for the late notice but it looks like two Baldwin County Sheriff deputies have been dispatched to pick up your ex-wife today or maybe tomorrow. Some of our own su...
Hello readers, Thank you all for reading Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story. This is continuation of that story. The character Keisha was introduced briefly in chapter two of that tale, and for some reason I feel compelled to tell her story. I must state that these are fictional characters and exist solely in my imagination. This is an interracial love story....