It was no good. I just couldn't get her out of my mind. I was back on the other side of the island where I lived in a small cottage over-looking the beach. I had my easel set up on a slight rise that gave me a perfect view of the sea and the beach and the rich green vegetation that covered the island from the edge of the beach to its central rocky outcrop w...
Julie and Jackson, they loved being called the two Js, had known each other since they were children. They grew up as neighbors, went all through school together, had the same friends and went to the same parties. It wasn’t until they went to different colleges that they realized how much in love they were. It had been there all those years, growing togeth...
Day 10 Jasmine sat in the beach laying in the midday sun as Bianca chattered on once again. Not intentionally listening to Bianca, Jasmine sat in her own world, thinking of the past two days. Things were back to the way they were very since Luis kissed her two days ago. Ali still ignored / was rude to her but now she knew the reason why. He liked her. Li...
Langley, Virginia, USA CIA Headquarters, NCS Briefing Room Monday, July 16, 2012 1:18 PM It was an unusually hot and muggy July afternoon in Virginia. Frank Patterson and Abigail Rogers had been ordered to National Clandestine Service (NCS) offices of the CIA to be briefed on an upcoming mission. Frank being in his early thirties and with NCS division for...
The Paisley School for Extraordinary Girls in London is the finest college for the world's most talented ladies. Some of the young women studying there are great muscians, some are geniuses or athletes. Other girls have peculiar talents and find their way to the Incredible Arts Department. Here, Headmistress Victoria Swift teaches her young pupils the most i...
Maneuvering his fighter outside of the hanger bay was easy enough and once Cerelia saw the stars she gave a small gasp of surprise. Mike was wondering why she was so excited about seeing the stars like this. When he asked, she replied, "I never seen the stars like this. When we were slaves we could only see the stars in the night sky and were never allowed o...
John lay on the sand, staring up into the sky. The soft sound of waves caressing the beach drifted through his ears, and the salty aroma of the ocean drifted through his nostrils. As he watched the blank blue expanse above him in an equally blank manner, he could not prevent a thought from drifting through his mind. Though vague and billowy, like a cloud, th...
You would call me an Arab Prince. I am in my thirties and am very much for real. What I write here is true but I must shelter a little so that my stories cannot be traced back to me. I stand just over five foot ten, weigh one hundred and seventy-five pounds and am clean shaven. I have been told I look a little like Omar Shariff, but I do not believe that to...
We're at our neighborhood's little beach with my family. After a swim we decide to take the kayak out for a trip around Cabbage Island, about half a mile off shore. We paddle into the bay and as we round the northern tip of the island, there's an area where we can pull up. It's private property but this little spit is barely connected to the island and no on...
More than half a year has gone by since Bonnie and I were rescued off that island. They, I'm not sure who exactly, named that island after us: Watson-Kemper Island. Watson is my last name, and Kemper hers. The media went wild over our story. Two VF-150 Passengers Survive for Two Years on Undiscovered Island. Bonnie and I had about one week at the hospital be...