This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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...
The following was intended to be a part of “Angel Lost in the Dark – Chapter 7” but when it was finished I found it didn’t really work. Rather than throw it away entirely I decided to post it as a separate story. Angel (an amateur model) is telling Tom (an amateur photographer) the story as they sit around the kitchen table drinking wine. As you can tell...
It has been a while since I've written anything. I thought it was about time that I got back into the game and stop being a spectator. In my stories, I try to keep all characters as realistically and multi-dimensional as I possibly can. Both individuals in this story are flawed people, but I feel that they have endearing traits that balance them and make the...
CHAPTER 1 Work on the 5-level 'Faraway Apartments' being built in a southern suburb of Sydney halted when the developer lost his shirt in a 72-hour gambling spree and jumped off a cliff into reputedly shark-infested waters of a tidal inlet but it was low tide and the exposed rocks claimed him. Two university dropouts, Dave Jellicoe and his best mate Wal Sl...
Author's note: No sex this chapter. Nothing but politics, business and real estate. Chapter 21 -- Deja Vu, but Not What I intended to do had many difficulties. For starters, I was dressed to meet with high priced lawyers. For another, I was not about to expose Shadow to the south side. Most important, I was not about to expose Elspeth to Veronica, or vice...
Although the story and characters are 100 percent fiction, I did grow up in a very small town like the fictional Dusty Flats. I had the good fortune to enjoy that simple lifestyle. I tell it in the first person because I personally remember those days with fondness. 1978. Long before cell phones, the video game frenzy, 400 channels of TV available at the to...
"Haven't you ever done anything on the spur of the moment, Mom?" Rachel gave her mother an exasperated look. Jill looked over the top of her reading glasses at her daughter. "I'm sorry. I like to know where I'm going, who I'm going with, little things like that. And I certainly don't want to go somewhere by myself." "Live a little, Mom, take some chances i...
This should have been chapter three, I somehow submitted an unfinished draft. This will clear up some otherwise unanswered questions. Please accept my apologies. ***** With ice cream in hand we went to our new home and enjoyed a slice on paper plates with plastic cutlery sitting on a bench in the patio garden. I asked him what we were going to sleep on....
Readers, the first 2 chapters of this story with a few enhanced events to make it interesting are basically true. Names are changed. The rest of the story is total fiction. There's A Serpent In Every Garden CHAPTER 1 It's been two years since my wife, Regina, decided to take her own life at the age of 44. We had been married twenty six years and had an 18...
Olivia had always had everything she could ever want. She didn't grow up rich, but she had never known poverty or want. She was an intelligent child, excelling at her studies and quick to find solutions to abstract or mathematical problems. However, she had always been sheltered from anything that might have even the most remote possibility of causing her em...