'Good morning everyone and thank you for coming today,' Dr Woodburn's voice boomed out over the speakers to the room. 'Our presentation will be beginning soon, so please, if you haven't already, find a seat.' I stood waiting in the side room, listening to the room full of students bustle about as they found a seat. Dr Woodburn had worked with the dairy f...
My name is Jeremy Brunski. I was born in Massachusetts in the year 1869. My adoptive father Liam was a farmer. My adoptive mother Nicole was a teacher. I had two adoptive brothers, Wilson and Jason. I lived my whole life in the state. I have always been a bit different from the people around me. I loved books. I loved poetry. I was a dreamer. Those things we...
Everyone in the story is over 18 years old. This work of fiction is a product of the author's imagination and the characters, incidents or dialog are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to real situations or persons, living or dead is pure coincidence. The Author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. No one should publ...
Great Britain, late 1500s. Marcus Corvinus stood in the darkness, looking at Castle Corvinus. The magnificent castle sat atop the hill, dominating the valley. He stood there, looking at the world that was once his. Once, he was a prince of the Magnus region of England. He was the son of wealthy lord Alexander Corvinus. He had power and prestige. Now, he f...
Margaret knew her family was different than others. People called them "Gypsies" and made fun of them. They were dirt poor and all their worldly goods were carried about in the back of Pa's old Dodge truck along with her and her brother Jake and their friendly mutt "Buddy". Ma and Pa went town to town looking for work to help sustain the family. Ma would do...
This is a story of a man who loves his wife, unconditionally... There is some sex but nothing really graphic. ***** It seems like I have been in this fucking waiting room forever and, as I look at my watch again, it has only been only two hours since my wife went into the operating room. I know the surgeon told me the procedure would take at about six ho...
*** This is my first story, let me know what you think. *** *** It was mid-afternoon, and a girl ran hard across the field. The grass was short, and even though she wore a half-inch heeled boots, it provided excellent footing. Her flowing ankle length dress billowed wildly around her long legs as she descended into a natural dip in the landscape. On her h...
As always I love a slow built up, but finally, after this chapter, we are through the long exposition. - Cooking class went down, and us making a full English breakfast. After that I went to the gym, where we held my security and physical training. My teachers were Anastasia and Mia, a Russian and Chinese duo. Mia being the Physical trainer, who taught m...
Hedge Johnson's boots crunched and slipped noisily through the snow covered stubble field. There was not an animal within five miles that had not heard him coming. But yet, he clutched the trusty 12 gauge shotgun to his chest ready in hopes that some wayward covey of quail, deaf pheasant or brain damaged chucker would suddenly spring up in front of his sight...
Thanks to Tigerssman and "UNK" for guidance on this story. *** The house was going to be tough on David, he wanted to postpone dealing with it. He was convinced to go through and pick out sentimental items and deal with the rest later. Joy, Anne, and Mei were working in the attic and found a steamer trunk just full of treasures. Joy said, "David, can you...