Elizabethton Star Obituaries Stories

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What Feats He Did That Day Pt. 02

by MarshAlien on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

CHAPTER THREE The Charleston Video Gaming Center never failed to disappoint casual visitors. It was located in a small store in the Charleston Mall, with a storefront barely large enough to display its somewhat grandiose name. Shoppers who found their way down that particular corridor might peer in for a second and then leave, convinced that the place would...

America 2028

by freak4candy on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

Chapter One "In this last waking morning I ask you, for the sake of my being, to be purely blunt. I do not want to wait around and waste some of the few minutes I have on intricate vocabulary and extensive detail. I do not need fancy explanations and step by step recollections; all I want is to hear you out precisely without a breath of unnecessary exertion...

Psycho Women and Bisexual Men

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Madness, it's something else, ladies and gentlemen. Do people who are stark raving mad know they're mad? Now that's a good question, from someone who's on the edge of madness. I have made many mistakes, and sometimes I wonder if it's too late for redemption. I choose to believe it's not too late. I hope I'm right. The alternative is unthinkable... Oh, um, b...

What Feats He Did That Day Pt. 01

by MarshAlien on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

CHAPTER ONE This dream stunk. It literally stunk. I couldn't recall ever smelling anything in a dream before, and I hoped to God this wasn't a permanent change. Or if it was, that my future dreams would be a lot more fragrant than this one. I was striding through an encampment of soldiers who obviously hadn't bathed in the last two months. That alone, the...

America's Favorite Antihero

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

The time is 2009. The place is Boston, Massachusetts. The man is yours truly, Kurt Linwood. And by the time I'm done with this story, you suckers will definitely remember the name. By day, I am a patrol officer with the Boston Police Department. By night, I'm something else entirely. I am performing voluntary community service by taking out the trash, folks....

Journal of Desire Ch. 02

by SmallTownScandals on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

Pausing at the front door of the newspaper office, Robyn took a deep breath. She looked into the dust-stained window. The gray-haired lady on the other side of the window looked up from her desk and stared back. Robyn fought the urge to turn away. What the heck, she thought. I've got to give it a try. Robyn swung open the door as the lady brushed the droni...

Death and Dying

by CarBuffStuff on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I see dead people. An odd phenomenon is happening now that I'm getting older. Suddenly, I know more dead people than I do living people, a not so subtle reminder of what's in store for me, later than sooner, I hope. It occurred to me when an old friend from high school suddenly died of a heart attack the other day. It hit home because he was my age. He coul...

Raising the Dead... Ch. 06

by Human_Primacy on Jun 18, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Raising the Dead, in Spite of the Natural Order: A Cautionary Tale Chapter 6 ***** Eli is in a bit of a stupor from his rough, um, treatment, by Eve. It takes a bit for the two of us to shake him out of it. He's dazed, and out of it, but seems unharmed, thankfully. He's just kind of... damp. He insists he's fine, but we both stay close by as we take him u...

May to December Earth Day Romance

by JuanVato on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

A pit formed in my stomach. I felt like I had been punched. I stared in disbelief at what I had just read in the paper. Under the obituaries, it was all there: her name, her photo and the details of very full life. The memories came back. She was a part of my past; a good part. I reread her obit. I was alone on my back porch overlooking my garden of colorful...

The Young Amish Angel Ch. 00

by SecretlyCurious on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Preface: The Departure I was raised to do as I was told. I was raised not to question my fate and never to wonder where my life would take me. I was taught not to hope and not to dream. These were selfish ambitions that a good Amish girl could not afford. They made you odd, unwanted, risky, and, ultimately, feared. My family, meaning all the people in my vi...