I've been trying to teach this old dog some new tricks. As always, I would greatly appreciate your feedback. -Otis ************ Her name was Juliette but he was no Romeo in the ordinary sense as we like to think of that name. Then again these were by no means ordinary times. They had met at one of the frequent collaring ceremonies performed in the dignif...
"Wives, submit yourselves to your own husbands as you do to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior. Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their own husbands in everything." ~~ Ephesians 5:22-24 According to the Book of Genesis, Chapter 2, th...
Thanks to the work of far too many superheroes and heroines, crime in Omen City had all but been stopped -- petty crime was long extinct, and all that remained were the superpowered criminals that considered themselves be matches for all of the city's goldbrick do-gooders. They rarely succeeded, and in the cases which they did, another hero would step in bef...
My name is Jarvis Jay Brown. Friends call me J.J. Brown. I am the Pastor of the Bethsemane Seventh Day Adventist Church in the city of Brockton, in the state of Massachusetts. It's a small congregation located on Nellson Road in the South Side of Brockton. We're a very small church, with only about two hundred members, most of whom are either African-America...
To enter Raion's house it was necessary to skirt the very formal karesansui He had personally laid out some few years previously. The very carefully raked crushed granite sand was always impeccable and of the many services Sakura undertook the upkeep of the garden was her favorite. She found the task of creating the rippling waves surrounding the three islan...
Bronze eyes slowly blinked open in the dimly lit room. As they began to focus, a low groan echoed. The young woman slowly sat up and winced, reaching for her head only to notice the cuff and chain attached to her wrist. Her cat-like eyes narrowed as she studied her shackles and the room she was in. The cuff was standard steel that was welded to a solid iron...
Arya's stitches were crooked again. She frowned down at them with dismay and glanced over to where her sister Sansa sat among the other girls. Sansa’s needlework was exquisite. Everyone said so. “Sansa’s work is as pretty as she is,” Septa Mordane told their lady mother once. “She has such fine, delicate hands.” When Lady Catelyn had asked about Arya, the se...
These were the three unbreakable, arduous directives and statutes to the match and game: 1. The contestants and contenders in the match can exclusively be boys and men alone-those only above eighteen years old and no more younger nor immature than this. 2. Each participator and challenger has to pay by compulsion a hundred dollars as his admittance and t...
Dedicated to my wife's grandma. (Not enough of this story is fiction). Thanks to BarBar for helping me with the plot and characterisation, and to James E. Henry for editing. This story is vastly improved because of their assistance. ------------------------------- Steph grimaced as she peered into her grandmother's room and wondered, once again, just what...
Reports were coming in from the farmers on the borders that creatures from hell were attacking the outskirt towns. The king sends three knights to investigate the news. Knight Crawford, a tall lanky man with short hair and an untrustworthy face. He regarded himself a great knight but was nothing more than a rat. Knight Alice, a young blonde with A-cup breast...