Chapter: December "Don't Dream, It's Over" Losing someone you love is a devastating experience, and even after decades of weathering life's travails, the human body is a terribly fragile creation. Grief is the embodiment of stress, emotional strain, and the body reacts adversely. The immune system may be compromised, a heart condition exacerbated. Couple o...
Sean dosed fitfully. A steady stream of nurses and doctors had come and gone through the day as he started his first course of treatment, leaving him nauseous. Katie had visited him at the end of her shift. There was little time to say anything when they were disturbed by one of the duty nurses. Katie had promised to visit before her shift started. Katie wa...
I like to think sexnovella for being my editor, and helpings reading my junk. Each chapter for me is considered a scene, and several chapters equal an arc. Thank you it reading any questions, comments, ridicule, hatred please email me at via the CONTACT tab on my profile. Thank you. * 63. What have I done? I ask myself, as I lay there on the bed after Kate...
Copyright Pending ----------------------------------- Chapter 1 Mattei tapped his fingers against the chair impatiently and looked around at the other 30 or so men waiting with him. While most of them appeared to be around his age, 25, a few were graying and likely middle-aged. A few talked among themselves, but overall there was a quietness reflecting ev...
This is the third installment of my story about a family with an interesting dynamic. In this chapter, I continue to tell you the backstory of the title character and his family, and we learn how joy and tragedy continue to mold him into the man he is today. ***** The Professor's Women Chapter Three: Love and Loss As they pulled up in front of her sister...
It was still dark when I awakened on Sunday morning. I knew it was morning only because the digital clock by my bed read 5:00 AM. Even though I was in my own bed in my own apartment, something seemed strange, wrong, out of place, out of focus. Oh. I was still dressed. How did that happen? Finally, my confused 'Why am I awake this early, lying in bed, an...
Viv Coughlan put the EarPods in her ears and flicked through her playlists. She had eclectic tastes, but she knew today required something grand and majestic. Whereas yesterday's run called for The Village People, today called for Handel's Coronation Anthems. She told her cat Leroy to mind the house and set off on her usual route down the back streets around...
This is my first submission and I did not have the benefit of an editor. I write for my pleasure and hope that others will enjoy this story also. I know that there are some people that like to anonymously trash and berate the authors and stories. I would enjoy any constructive criticism and will answer or address any legitimate question or concerns. Whether...
First of all, I want to thank everyone who has taken time to read this story. I am having a terrific time writing this tale. I want to thank Mokkelke for helping keep me on track with this and helping me learn more about writing. I want to thank my editor, LaRascasse, for simply being willing to work with me. You two guys are the best. There are many other p...
(Please note: This is a fictional story. The legal aspects DO NOT reflect real life.) I ate the food that was before me. It was some crappy mystery meat stew. It tasted bland but it filled the hole in my stomach. There was another hole inside me that could not be filled. I realised that my marriage had been a Mystery Meat Marriage. I realised that my ma...