(This is a work of fiction and all characters are above the age of consent. It is a contemporary story drawing from the current situation with two characters and I attempt to alternate between their perspectives. This is a continuation of my earlier work, "My Indian Summer". The story starts off with a young lad going to meet his newly widowed aunt who has...
I am reposting this story as I've found that an important piece of it was not included in the original posting. This story sort of falls into the "What If" genre. I'm at a loss as to where or what genre I should list the story. It could fit in Romance, Non erotic, or Science Fiction. There is a romance involved and some Sci Fi but the crux of the story isn'...
I thought for a minute, and called Benny first. "What's going on?" "A major shitstorm, that's what. I've had the cops up my ass, your boss up my ass, and people I've never heard of calling and threatening me. These guys sound serious, brother." "What did you tell them?" I could hear the smirk in his voice. "Not a damn thing. What was I gonna tell them? Y...
Maja Allen. I stood behind the hedge, peering through my binoculars at the razor-wire fences around the compound. 'Carlton Barracks Detention Centre', read the sign above the gate. I scanned the gateway. One guard, that was either poor management, or severe under staffing. I hoped it was the latter. I heard a rustling behind me and quickly turned to...
Our Love Is Like A Ship On The Ocean Mary leaned on the bumper of Alvin's Subaru in the pick up area of the Portland Jetport. The clouds that had brought morning showers had parted to reveal a bright spring sky. Just let it stay sunny for the next three days, she thought. Her phone buzzed and she looked at the screen. It was a text from her brother, Robby....
This is a story based on a real person and facts about her life. I've embellished, dramatized, and taken literary license to make it more entertaining than a dry biography. I've found the facts in this story and what this woman accomplished amazing. She showed courage that many of us would be hard pressed to duplicate. ******************** Captain Reginal...
'Friends of the Sydney Symphony Orchestra request the pleasure of Mr. & Mrs. P. O'Brien.' The invitation had arrived weeks earlier and reluctantly Peter had accepted. Immediately after Christmas, they flew to Sydney and Jennifer went shopping for an evening gown by herself. She adamantly refused to tell Peter what she had purchased or to model it for him....
Note: Thanks to Liter Knight for the edit. Sorry again for the delay. ***** "Somebody grab their guns," Stansy said. Slowly, reluctantly, I opened my eyes and looked down. If I had been hit, I couldn't see it, and I couldn't feel it, either. In front of me, Robert lay on the floor, clutching a wound low on his abdomen. His face was set in a rictus of pai...
Tilly I felt better after my rest. My head was clear, and the wound in my leg was knitting itself together as fast as my body could manage. I would have felt even better if it hadn't been two days since I had drank or eaten anything. To pass the time, I pried open another of the crates, and found more of the moldy residue. Probing at the mass blindly with m...
***So here's where I trot out the sidekick. For a male detective, if he has a male sidekick, it's often to inject a little humor. If the sidekick is female, she's often portrayed as being hopelessly in love with him. Shauna is Wesley's sometime sidekick, though he tends not to be shy at all about telling anyone that she's the mastermind, which is someti...