The first time Biff Kraken saw the drone was on the afternoon of Christmas Day. It had been unseasonably warm—50 degrees, sunny, and calm. His dad pulled out of the driveway. Mom rode shotgun, and he was in the back with his kid brother, Greg. They were off to the movies. "Somebody got a drone," Dad noted, pointing. All looked. Across the street, the Ja...
The objective of this summer's road trip was to visit the orphanage where I had grown up, in California, and to find some areas where Lily and I could conduct interviews for our research towards our graduate program dissertations. We, also, wanted to reconnect with our friend Anne whom we met during Jane's and my first road trip together, several years earli...
It was a wonderfully clear day that was still cool in temperature. The winter had been long, wet and cold in this small Midwestern city of 80,000 souls. The late March breeze still hinted of the winter winds that had torn at the students of the small university as they moved from building to building each day. The sunshine hinted at the warm days to come bef...
Hello everyone, I'm sorry I've been gone for so long, but my second book is doing better than I ever expected it to do. With that said, I've been doing A LOT of book signings in A LOT of different places over the past year so; thank you for understanding. As always this is a fictional story so, remember; anything can, and usually does happen in a fictional t...
Original character by Nick Scipio Story continuation by RogueAlan Welcome back, readers! Apologies for the LONG delay. Chapter 14: Giving Thanks, Receiving Gifts "Morning, babe!" Sharon smiled and stretched beneath the covers, having felt the gentle kiss. "Morning, S-" her eyes snapped open... she had almost said 'Shaun.' She had not said it, had she?...
Hi all! Well, my second book is out, sales are up, and it looks like it's going to be a great year for me. I wish the same for all of you. MoogPlayer P.S. This story is total fiction as are all of the characters and some of the places depicted so; to all of the wannbe critics, most of whom have never written a single word, keep in mind that ANYTHING can, a...
WARNING: This story includes extremely dark themes, please do not read unless you are interested in such a genre. Thank you for your generous response from the previous act, whilst these stories are not intended for everyone I do appreciate your feedback and support. Natural Consequences Act 2 With crimson morning rays shining through the window, the sil...
Note: All persons used in this novel are fictitious. Although the areas used in this novel are real, the streets, buildings, roadways, recreational areas, and other points of interest used to make this interesting reading for you, are neither at the exact heights, or in the location described. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity,...
***** Becky and Rob were holding hands tightly as the big jet lumbered toward the runway for takeoff. Before today neither had flown and their nervousness was palpable. Each had taken a short hop to get here to DFW Airport and now the main part of their journey was to begin. They were heading for Jamaica, for spring break. Of course neither of their parent...
I received an anonymous comment not too long ago from someone who said that they were not only a big fan of my work, but that they had also read both of my books. Therefore, the story you're about to read was written in honor of that particular individual, whoever he or she may be. If that person, and only they know who they are, is reading this, please, sen...