(Okay, here's the next chapter. Mandy Moore. Interesting relationship I think. I hope you guys all enjoy the story and again I encourage you to write to me and ask you to vote so I know how everyone feels about the story. Enjoy this chapter- the cowboy) The one thing Ryley loved more than driving cars was riding horses. The thrill of being connected to an a...
Emily leaned back in her chair, kicking the front legs up as she sipped cabernet, the deep purple wine clinging to her lips. "You seeing anybody yet?" I rolled my eyes and poured myself. "No, Em, I haven't got time for that." "It's been six months. Don't you think it's about time you made time." "You know how my job is. I've got three projects going right...
*If I love women, I'm straight; and if I love men, I'm confused; does being Bi make me greedy?* Thank you Frontma for burning the midnight oil on this one. (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic, I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) We were late heading out of the dorm so, under Rha...
1963: It was the height of cold war. After taking graduate courses at the State University, I was offered a temporary job at a Government laboratory in Northern Ohio. I rented a room in a quiet neighborhood about ten miles from the laboratory and moved in. One day late in August, I found out my 1958 Chevy Impala required major repair, including a rebuilt t...
The following is a completely fictional account based on true events. Any resemblance between the characters in this story and the real-life people they depict is purely coincidental. May 25, 1972 Fritz Peterson stood on a hill of dirt, amid a field of green, surrounded by a wall of blue fringed along the top with a distinctive gleaming-white façade. He wo...
Chapter 3 - Mia, Myself and I Mia threw another fast punch into the bag and cried out as the painful electric current ran through her body. The little inverted shock ring hurt like hell, and she was frustrated that her clone body couldn't absorb the charge and become stronger. Her brow was covered in sweat and her heart was beating rapidly. Still, she conti...
Part Two -- Simmering in Las Vegas Author's Note: I was literally blown away by the positive comments I got from my first part. This is my first story attempt and I am enjoying the process. Any constructive criticism would be appreciated. I can only get better if I know what I did wrong. Chapter 1 Tuesday I woke up with all 12 coins in my possession. This...
[Note: By Lifting Winds Forgot and The Ceremony of Innocence precede this tale. If you've not read these two this story will make no sense at all.] +++ Time, Like A River: The Voyage From Driftwood III Part I: They called for the harp – but our blood they shall spill Byron, By the Waters of Babylon – from The Hebrew Melodies ◊◊χ...
After a long absence I'm back with a new multi chapter story. Started writing it in 2006 so some references are certainly dated. This one is a long, detailed love story that I've been writing off and on since I posted my last story. When I started I had a beginning and an end in mind but the middle has become much longer than I ever could have anticipated....
A word from Saxon Hart: Just a quick note for those who have read this one before. First; I have included the original ending after the story, no need to e-mail me for it. Second; While it was originally edited, I have gone through it and tightened it up. I saw many things that were missed in the original edit and I cleaned those up, as well as doing a few c...