I feel that I have finally arrived at the right place with this chapter after ten very long months of discussion, reading, researching, and writing. This chapter begins with a minor character who I introduced at the very end of Chapter 03. I would like to thank my editor. In the last few months, she has been a great help in the editing process and a sounding...
I arrived at the handsome estate on a rather messy and dreary evening in the late of fall. The sky was full of bloated, dark grey clouds that were ready to burst upon the Earth below at any second. Already the slow leak of drizzel had filled the air with the tossing and twirling of small, watery spouts that landed like gossamer upon the limousine windows and...
Ch. 6: Reunited The three bandits ran as fast as they could, holding the sacks of gold behind their backs. The darkness of the night helped to conceal their retreat. The surroundings were dark; the cloudy sky hid the otherwise-full moon. Their plan was perfect. Their timing was perfect. The village of Lindenwood hadn't expected their coming. At last they...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. It involves both real and fictional people and organizations. It is not necessarily an accurate depiction of how the real people depicted are in real life. The real people used are mainly background characters there for context. The central characters to the story are primarily fictional. Any portrayal of a real pers...
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. Reproduction without the expressed approval of the writer and owner of the story is prohibited. Be advised, this is a story about a cuckold couple told from the point of view of their bull. As some of you know of my stories, it is not conventional to the genre. I push boundaries and question everything a...
It was still dark when Gwyneth inexplicably stirred from sleep, even though the alarm hadn't gone off. Still groggy, she was about to roll over and slip back into slumber until she realized that she wasn't alone in bed. A strong, muscular arm was draped over her waist, pulling her close to the masculine warmth that was spooning her from behind. Slowly, she t...
"No," Heather said. "Abso-fucking-lutely not." "Come on," Teri whined. "Just one week. That's all I'm saying. What else are you doing? Nothing, that's what." "I'm trying to pay off my student loans!" Heather shouted. "You know, that thing we owe? The one you keep ignoring? They won't just forgive it, Teri. You know that, right? It just keeps getting worse...
Peace Corps Aid Station Senegal Africa The sounds of gunfire and explosions rock the make shift Aid station dropping debris on the frightened patients and staff that remain inside. "It's getting closer Justin," Michelle Ripley states while looking up the lone dirt that leads out of the station. Justin Busfield stands at her side looking worried. The Pea...
Chapter Ten We were on the bridge, and had barely entered light speed, with ten days ahead of us. Well, I was on the bridge with Bellona, the others were in the nursery with our babies. Bellona said, "It's done," in her usual sweet tone of voice, but I could hear the conflict in it. The future looked bright for us, but I felt that same doubt and regret ab...
Before you begin to read, first thanks for considering this story, but more importantly, you don't have to, but in order to better understand what's below you'll want to read the original by 'badidea211'. They've generously given me permission for this sequel, and once you've finished their easy to read, short, and interesting piece you'll see why reading th...