Daddy Issues Mary heard the whoop of a siren. That was her cue. She picked up her ice tea and dragged a kitchen chair over to one of her front windows. She had taken out the screen earlier, so that she could sit and lean out for a clear view of Main Street. She saw the police car creeping slowly down the middle of the street. Behind it, the parade was turn...
Sunset Over Cairo A black kite wails through the cooling air as evening falls over the great plain of Gizeh. Beneath the sinking sun, the dull dirt landscape glows in momentary splendor. Shadows lengthen as the black kite plunges, and a tiny shriek of death goes unnoticed on the plain. To the east in Cairo's old quarter, Masr al-Qadima, a clear-eyed muadhd...
You awaken in your bed with a strong headache. Your vision is blurry. As the world comes into focus you can feel that something is off. On your bedside desk you notice a black book that you don't remember laying there. You look at the title: The White Book of Law. You open the front cover to see what it says. It is mandatory for all WHITE individuals to own...
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'd just like to say thanks to everyone who voted for Amateur Photographer and made it number 1 in the top lists, even if only for a few days. It's much appreciated - and there will be more chapters coming soon). "What's the matter, Kelly?" I asked, placing my tray of food on the table before sitting down to join her for lunch in the compan...
This story is a combined sequel. It is a combination and continuation of "Want Ad" and "Palmistry". This story should work okay as a stand alone story, but the two previous stories will give you some background. In "Palmistry", we learn who Bob is, why he's in therapy, his attitude toward therapy, and experience some of his pranks. "Want Ad" will give you ba...
Thanks to jo for editing. ******** In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities.- Janos Arnay Frankie's walk to the subway each morning was a routine that she usually did half aware. She rarely looked up at other commuters and rarely noticed the neighborhood that she walked through. The six block walk from her third floor apartment to the subway st...
Harry's notes: Here is the next chapter posted in 'ROMANCE' because the southern version usually has nothing to do with soft lights and wine, but quite a bit to do with crowded bars n beer. Please give me a comment if you want to read more after this chapter. I got really discouraged after the laskluster views of the last two chapters and would have stopped...
Jack Slade was the man all women wanted. He was tall, lean, and muscular, with an ass that fit a pair of jeans in a way that made women wet for miles. As the lead singer of an up and coming rock band, Jack seduced his audience with a voice that could shift from high pitched and sweet, to low and seductive, to hard all in one breath. With longish black hair...
Day Seven Interior-Kitchen 0750 Hours There were five of them around the table now, Carter was at her usual place at the head of the table, Tammy in her place beside her. Andi was across from her, while Sheppard was at the foot of the table, with Jennifer just down from him. They had eaten breakfast, and were reviewing the events of the night before. Ta...
The travelers were exhausted by the time they piled into the SUV Sunday evening at the airport and headed for Sparta. As Paula drove, Steve spoke on the phone with Clyde Davis for quite some time. When he finished the call, he related his conversation to the group. "True to his word, Clyde has the completed screenplay in his possession. Now he's concerned a...