Edrider73 wrote two different stories called Yo-Yo Chronicles Ch 1 -Two peas in a pod & Ch 2-Balloon ( here & here ). These stories stood out not only for the solid writing and characters, but mostly for being able to garner almost universal negative reviews from virtually every commenter. I feel it is a tribute to edrider73 writing skills that he co...
"Damn," she swore out loud. Jenn never swore out loud. It was not in her nature to lose her cool. She ran her delicate hands through her dark brown hair in frustration. "Why can't I get these tests to come out right.?" No one responded. She had forgotten for a moment that she was the only one in the botany lab that night. As a lowly graduate student at...
The Set Up Conan Steel is the cruel but brilliant twenty something millionaire CEO of a soft furnishings company in Rochdale. He acquires a young intern, the beautiful and headstrong Alexandra Rasputin, the daughter of Russian émigrés. Steel is intrigued by her ethereal nature and confession that she is a virgin. In turn, Rasputin is both attracted and fr...
Talsiha looked out from her 10th floor apartment across the Bruxelles skyline. She could see in the distance the traffic jam with police cars, ambulance and fire trucks at the front surrounding the train station. Another evening in the city and another terrorist bomb. She shivered in the January evening chill and pulled her silk robe closer around her larg...
OK, I've had a couple of technical issues (in both cases they were PEBKAC - Problem Exists Between keyboard and Chair), and I've posted the same chapter twice on two occasions. Oops! Sorry about that. As always, I value any constructive criticism, so feel free to comment. Thanks. 7 - Fake News: "Oi Mad Dog!" VJ called across the Bunker. I wish he would...
Darkroom -- Friday This is a continuing story that starts with Darkroom - Monday. ---- Dieter was at the gym at 7:00 a.m. on Friday working out hard. The week had been a hard one. He wasn't a spectator type and it had been frustrating to sit on the sidelines. The weights he was lifting hurt, but he enjoyed the feeling of the strength in his muscles, the c...
My name is Jasmine O'Connell Amadou. I'm a six-foot-tall, light-skinned young Black woman living in the town of Randolph, Massachusetts. My father Richard Jones is originally from the town of Montego Bay in the island of Jamaica and my mother Crystal O'Connell is a Boston-based Irishwoman. I've lived in the City of Randolph, Massachusetts, my whole life. I g...
All kinds of guys are walking around in the hood, acting like they're all big and bad. The truth is that in the hood, it's the women who run the show. Doesn't matter where you go, or what colour you are. Take me for example. My name is Jasmine Brown. A young African-American woman living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I'm originally from the Ci...
They are the creatures of myth and legend. The earliest civilizations -- the ancient Egyptians, Chinese, Indians, Aztecs, Mayans and a thousand others -- knew them by many names. Names that even today inspire both fascination and dread in the hearts of men. They are the snake women, creatures of unearthly beauty who tempt men to their doom beneath the waves,...
LXXXISick and SoreSir Norman2080 "What the fuck do you mean?" Sir Norman asked sharply. "There must be a cure. I don't care what it costs. I'll pay it whatever the expense. There's always a cure." "Not this time, my lord," said Dr. Urey, the Harley Street doctor to whose medical advice Sir Norman had privileged access. "I shall continue my investigation, b...