"Are you sure we should be doing this?" Anna whispered, sounding earnestly confused. She was something of a ditz, but normally not this oblivious. "I'm really fucking sure we shouldn't be doing this!" her co-conspirator, Esther, hissed right back. "Then why don't w -" "Shhhh!" The pair were crouched near the maintenance entry of the boy's dorms, wait...
It was an unseasonably warm August day, only two weeks before I would start college. The sun seemed unnaturally bright to me; the lack of clouds made me angry, infuriated at the sky's inappropriate cheer. It was a day for picnics and flirtation. Mothers are not buried on such days, I thought to myself. My mother deserved somber greys; the world should have b...
This story was written before "Bloody Mary". Unlike that story I had to edit this one myself. A very difficult task, I didn't know what parts to take out and what to leave in. I hope that you enjoy the story and welcome you to read "Bloody Mary" when finished with this one. I love hearing your thoughts and opinions. Enjoy! My eyes weighed heavily. My head b...
He was the new master of the Midlands. Voden was perhaps the youngest man ever to rule the land. He was a tall, slender youth with blond hair and pale blue eyes. He was very handsome and a rather pleasing individual to look at. Voden rose to power by means of intelligent schemes and hard leadership. He was the King of the Nords. A fearsome foe to anyone who...
The audience clapped, cheering loudly at the shock on the face of the uneasy politician. He gave a wry shake of his head, with a desperately forced smirk: squeezing his body language to convey disagreement or disgust. "Oh no, no, no," he started with faux sincerity. "Yes!" The woman to his right interrupted. She barely glanced at other panellists or the tel...
Artemis, Greek virgin-goddess of the hunt, the moon, and the patron goddess of bears and forest animals, stirred restlessly in her bed of soft leaves. Her handmaidens move quietly through the trees, simply and quietly going about the preparation for the hunt. Artemis felt the movement of the moons and the seasons in the forest around her, and noted something...
The last few days it had grown cold long before sunset. I could feel the end. THE end. The end of my life. The end of all our lives. The feeling of emending doom increased with every second. We had been running for three months and only now did we start to lose this game of cat and mouse. I was beginning to believe that the only reason we made it this far...
(A second bit of playfulness from the old Cyberpunk Gm. Meet Jack, slickest fixer in the game. Wrote for fun.) The light filled haze of the club, neon at war with brilliant laser light. Like siblings they fight constantly meeting and tangling together. Walking into the club I look down at the splashes of light that make my ChameleonBlend* suit goes into...
My beautiful wife lies besides me after a night of passionate lovemaking. Her name is Lasouda. And she is the Queen of the Bagayobo people of Mali, deep within the motherland of Africa. Anyone looking at her would see a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned young Black woman in her twenties. And that's fine because that's what they are meant to see. If only they knew...
Author's note: This story is brief. All it really does is set up an idea that may or may not ever actually go anywhere ever again. But I like it. ======================= "What are they going to do with us?" The three women had been captured as spoils of war when the menfolk of their city had made the gravely unwise decision to resist the expansion of the...