Chapter 1 I felt an incredible pain all over my body as I awoke, thinking to myself that this was the hangover from Hell. I didn't know just how accurate that statement was, however, until I noticed the heat all around me and smelled the Sulphur smell ... and then heard the screams of agony from everywhere, in every direction. I looked around and saw people...
Several months have gone by and it's late on a Friday evening... Stanford operates on an academic quarter system. Bonnie and I finished our final exams for the spring quarter earlier today. As with the first two quarters, we have no reason to believe that our straight-A status will not continue unabated. Twelve days from now we'll begin classes for the summ...
~~Natasha~~ Art got up and started to look around her apartment, fingers dragging along her counter tops, her couches, her tables, her laptop. They stopped on the laptop in particular when his eyes found the screen. "Researching ancient Egypt mm?" "I... I uh..." She reached over and closed it. Didn't want them gleaming any more than they needed. Or at lea...
I'm sure that in the life of every private detective there comes a day when he is woken up by a pounding on his door. And that, after he foolishly opens the door without looking first, he gets his ass beaten up by three incredible women who were dressing in black vinyl, leather, studded belts, and high heels. Also of course, this theoretical private detectiv...
"HELLo James Ian." "Ummm! Hi. Desmond right?" "Yes. Forgive my Mother. She will learn her place as I get older." "Place?" If James could physically swallow in his spiritual state he would. He had a very strong hunch that this Reflection was not right in the head. At least he couldn't read the thoughts James had. "You are correct James. But, wrong that I...
This one's my take on a "weird tale" in the vein of Robert Chambers or Algernon Blackwood... which means it's slow-moving and there's nary a psycho killer or tentacle monster in sight. Also, there's not a lot of sex here, so if you're looking for fast action this may not be your thing. * * * * * From September of 1928 a weekly advertisement accompanied by...
In his comments on my story 'A View from the Bottom' 'Oldmarriedtar' stated that there is no cure for depression, and I tend to agree with him. My personal experience with depression is that there are three avenues open, the first is the chemical approach and this may be necessary to stabilise the condition, but it is not a cure. The second and third can be...
This story is essentially an interracial one, between a high up Lady from the UK, and a young black stable hand, it develops in to love, and there is an added lesbian twist towards the end. ***** Lady Samantha Walker was against the four by two rails that formed the dividers of the four horse stable, her arms were outstretched, her wrists bound by leathe...
EDUCATIONAL REFORM Skjold "Golden Arm" Odinsson was late to his class on Diffeomorphic Transformations of Nonlocal Semi-Logical Quasi-Riemannian Manifolds. Again. He tried to enter the lecture hall as unobtrusively as possible. Not an easy task given the circumstances. He took his usual seat directly behind the girl with the golden cornsilk hair. She turne...
Jen's back in the saddle. Ginny is too but not the way she'd prefer this time around. Never mind, she'll get over it as the series continues to unfold. Part 4, Resurrection, revolved around Jen's and Michael's recovery after sacrificing themselves for science in Gone for Six. Jen, freshly returned from their sojourn three hundred years in the future, takes...