(For B.) * "Honey Bee told me you've got... talents." Alice does her damndest to sound tough, takes a drag on her toothpick-thin cigarette, and exhales a blue cloud. "Everybody's good at something." I offer her an easy smile. Clasp my hands on the sticky table. My gestures and my expression are a picture of absolutely sincere, total innocence. I worry...
Gabriel drove the SUV through the night with no concern for speed limits or other vehicles. With Edward sitting in the passenger's seat, he felt confident that they had a mental block on all traffic cops and other motorists. Glancing in the rearview mirror, his eyes met Alena's, sending messages of love and encouragement to him without ever saying a word....
The next few weeks sped by with Aran learning more from Amina than he had from Elaina and Smythe combined. The Priestess imparted on him hundreds of years of wisdom and knowledge, and taught him far more of his Gift, and how to use it. Still more knowledge was gained from poring through the many ancient texts Amina possessed, writings from another time, anot...
Mike Morgan grabbed his topcoat and brief case. He slipped on his coat, realizing that it was still a very chilly Tuesday after Thanksgiving in their little city not far from Fort Dodge, Iowa, "Liz?" he asked as he bent down to pick up his briefcase. "Yes sir." his secretary replied. "My wife was in an auto accident on her way home yesterday afternoon." "...
Vanessa operated her scanner, watching a holographic display map out the surrounding terrain. She sighed. Another day, another survey. She couldn't wait to get off this planet, off this job. Come to Venus they said, a jewel among the stars they said! It didn't take her long to find out that Venus was the butterface planet of the solar system, pretty from af...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Author's Note: Hey guys! Hope you enjoy the beginning to my little ramble. I'm actually not a newcomer to Lit, and my previous tale was very, very well-received. But, as usually happens, unfortunate circumstances prevented me from posting the completed story and I wanted to make a fresh start with a new pen name. I'm actually a little curious if any of my...
This was originally written in shorter chapters, but for readers here, I'm taping three together for today. There are several women in this and I need to introduce you to two of them here. They don't ever meet, I don't think. There's a short shift in the middle part of one as the reader is taken to another place on the globe for a little while, but I need to...
CHAPTER 17- A STROLL THROUGH THE MORGUE That night, after Ragon stormed through the house in a rage, he told the coven that Bell was conscious but had lost her memory. "What do you mean she doesn't know who you are?" Sandra had asked as soon as Ragon had mentioned Bell's amnesia. "It's retrograde," Ragon replied, "it will come back." Even as he had said...
Chapter 15 The Hero's Gift This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. Special thanks to DesertPirate for his assitance. When I woke up, I remembered the party and what we'd planned for today. Uncle Dar was going to get Ellen and Nancy signed up with my gymnastics instructor and we were...