from my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me - I will be punished for it sooner o...
Eight year old Jennifer Daley hated being in church. What Jenny - as she was called by her mother and her friends - especially hated about church was the ancient, uncomfortable pews. It felt like she was sitting on concrete and whenever she moved around to stop her bottom from falling asleep, the scratchy, smelly cushion that stretched across the long pew wo...
Being a guard in the capital was good honest work. You put your armor on every day, stand at attention, try not to pass out from the heat, and then go back home. Dryas had been a guard for five years, enough to earn some clout, but in this time of peace, he still had not seen combat. He had seen something else though. Dryas had seen the eleven ambassadorial...
"Hmm this feels nice." Silke whispered. "Doesn't this feel nicer?" Missy asked as she started to rub Silke's back. "Hmm yes it does." Silke enjoyed the shower with Missy. "Hey leave some hot water for us will ya?!?" Bam screamed. "OOPS guess we lost track of time!" Silke and Missy dried off while the boys went to shower. Missy and Silke cuddled on the...
Makena looked at her phone for the fifth time that day. Only 32 minutes and fifty six seconds left until lunch time.... screw you Father Time.... she thought. Since school was closed for the day, Marcus and Anna were coming to take Makena to lunch. She was so excited; Makena had spent all of her free time with them for the few months. Now she all but bounced...
CHAPTER NINE: Strike Dear Mistress and Cure his Heart Martin Coombes trembled in anticipation of the packet in his pocket. How he managed to walk in the shop, order the Marlboro Lights and pay for them without fainting he didn't know; but now his heart was hurting it was banging so fast. He had cigarettes. He kept saying it to himself. It thrilled him to k...
I'm sitting under the studio lights and across from me is Jay Cosmo, nationally famous chat show host. Out there in the shadows is the audience who queued all night to see this interview live. At least I don't have to worry about make up the way he does since my mask covers my face from hairline to upper lip. The director is giving Jay a hushed count down, t...
When humans discovered the Altarra system, finally, there seemed to be a solution for Earth's overpopulation and pollution problems. But when a small population of indigenous life forms were discovered on the planet, the fateful decision was made to breed them out of existence. The Altarrans were tall beings, seemingly non-verbal. They stood almost 8 feet t...
To fully understand the context of this narrative, I would recommend you read "Loss of Amateur Status." Parts One, Two, Three and Four. ***** The next day I rang Cruella and told her I needed to talk to her. She demurred but I insisted. I think she anticipated that I may have something to say about the monetary disparity I had accidentally discovered. Sh...
It was late in the day when someone knocked on my cubicle. I cringed and hoped it wasn't another work request. I looked up from my keyboard and slowly turned around. Theresa stuck her head in sideways. She smiled and walked in. She's a short girl-- no, give her credit-- a woman, wide hipped and small boobed, mid 30s. "What's up? Heading home?" I asked. "Y...