Author's note: Here it is the last chapter everyone. Please comment and rate. Thanks for all the support.xx * "That old bastard! Son of a bitch!!" Michael kept on shouting obscenities as another empty bottle of whiskey was thrown at the wall. He had been hiding in the abandoned warehouse he used to store his good; goods stolen from Visconti. He knew no one...
A letter? Who gets a letter these days? I mean a good old fashioned piece of paper folded into yet another folded piece of paper and delivered to your door, seriously! Usually you get bills through the mail; you get ads on shiny coated paper that try to sell you weight reduction programs or the last promotions of your local supermarket, but a letter, no, tha...
The thumping bass sound announced the approach of Miguel's car long before Damon saw it come around the corner and pull up to the side of the basketball court. Damon took one last shot, banking the ball off the backboard and through the hoop before jogging over to the high chain link fence surrounding the court where Miguel's car sat on the other side. The p...
Damon awoke the next morning to the smell of coffee. After a largely restless night he had fallen into a hard sleep around first light. Waking up now he was groggy and had difficulty placing where he was. The smell of morning coffee made him think of Claire, who usually arose before him and would bring him a steaming mug of coffee if he was still asleep once...
Damon stopped his car in front of the wrought iron gate and handed his invitation to the guard. "Welcome to the Rolland residence, sir. Have a nice time," said the guard and signaled for the gate to open. Damon smiled to himself, accelerated and went through. After two unbearable months his quest finally came to an end. The woman he was looking for lived i...
My 21st Birthday I made it! I'm 21 years old today! I've been looking forward to this birthday for a long time, but I think my college girlfriends were more excited about it than me. It was Saturday evening, we had just finished mid-terms, and everyone was ready to blow off some steam and have fun. My birthday just gave us an excuse to make it a bigger par...
After dressing and settling his bill with the clinic, Spector walked back to where he'd parked, relieved to see the Prairie Cat still there and unmolested. Damon set the autonav to take him home and started to relax. The quest had taken exactly twenty-four hours and it took Spector a little while to realize it was a new day. Damon's first hint was the odd s...
If you have the time you can e-mail me and tell me what you thought. * * * * * While Damon was waiting for Justine to get the account numbers for what was rightfully his money, Damon decided to get a job. Even though he would soon receive more money than he would ever need he didn't want to sit around here for a week doing nothing. One of his friends had...
Damon Lord Part [1:2]: A Domino Story If you have the time you can e-mail me and tell me what you thought. * * * * * Damon Lord were doing push-ups in his cell when the guard came and got him. "Are you ready." The guard asked. "Are you kidding, lets go." Damon said. Damon stood up and began to button his shirt. He was a huge black man. He was tall, a...
~~~~~~~~~Samantha~~~~~~~~~ I rang the doorbell for the fourth time. No answer. I took out my key and opened the door. "Mr. Salvatore?" I called loudly. Once again, no answer. I walked in and threw my purse in the foyer. I loved my job cleaning Steven Salvatore's house. He owned a huge house, even for mansion's standards, he lived a couple blocks from my h...