"Wars, regardless of whether you win or lose," they say, "Bring misfortune to both sides that are involved". The conflict that rages between The Kingdom of Ysindor and The Kingdom of Ghortan for more than ten years now, is no exception. On the battlefield, after each battle, there drops an eerie silence, every time, without fail, broken only by the cawing of...
Molly opened her eyes and blinked several times as she realized that she was in a strange bed in a strange room. She was naked, but covered with a sheet. Molly sat up on her elbow, holding the sheet over her body and looked around. It was a pleasant room, richly appointed with elegant furnishings. Suddenly she gave a start as she saw a man sitting in an upho...
For years of ceaseless efforts and endeavour; to show my appreciation of all that he has done for our little family, the following story is true. I am a loving wife who did these things... to please him. It has been twelve full years since we pledged our troth, and made our vows in the quietest church we could find. Way out amongst the Blackdown Hills in De...
"I can't fucking stand you!" she screamed. "Get OUT of MY kitchen!" "The feeling is mutual, honey, but I'm not going anywhere," he declared, egging her on. "Vat tis the meaning ov dis...dis...velling?" the maitre'd asked in his thick accent as he burst into the kitchen from the front of the house. "Yous are dee-sturbing my guests!" "Get that VILE man OUT...
Chapter 5 – Death by Chocolate "So, what's the occasion?" Jon asked as I met him at the door coming home from the office. I was dressed in a skirt and blouse. The skirt was a silky black with medium sized white polka dots and came down just below my knees. The top was all white and made of very thin material, which showed the lacy white bra underneath qui...
Vasu was riding his two-wheeler down Mount Road at unaccustomed speed. The eight lane highway was one of the few roads in Madras were one need not crawl at peak hours. He was returning home after a day spent in maintaining accounts for his firm dealing in hardware. His thoughts were on his relationship with his wife that has changed drastically lately. He wa...
The rain was relentless. Sylvia sat staring out her office window, morbidly fascinated by the constant, driving intensity of the storm. She had watched it all morning, even skipping her lunch break in an unsuccessful wait for it to let up. The tiny, overworked heater straining noisily behind her had long ago given up any hope of keeping the fog off her windo...
On Top: A narrative from Ms. Gimply's collection. I rolled my wheelchair into the board room. It was the first meeting since I had been appointed Chief Executive Officer of the company. I was elated. Since the appointment I had been secretly practicing the words. "CEO," I said to myself, "Laura Brackett, CEO. Hi. I'm Laura the Chief Executive Officer." The...
This is a reader request! I was so excited to get a request I had to write it up straight away. He didn't give me anything more than his name so I had to exploit the only guy I know named Mike to write the story. ***** David makes good money. He is a good husband. I was bored though, that was why I went back to work. I didn't need to work. I had some flexi...
Tom's body language was unmistakable. He wanted to ask me something but did not know how to start. Finally he did "Liz." "Yes, Tom." "How about a make-out session one of these days." It was a stunning announcement. In my 55 years this was the first time someone was inviting me for making out. It was not exactly the time of life when women are suitable fo...