Introduction. All great stories must start with an introduction. Welcome to the Dungeon of Bad Ends! Here, the harrowing main characters will do everything in their power to escape from the dungeon unscathed, fighting through many, many, wrong turns on the way out! The dungeon is a massive structure, existing in its own time period as it lays right under the...
1 On this dusk of a bright and warm day, the sun was slowly disappearing behind the horizon, stretching the shadows and coloring everything in shades of red and orange. On the outside of a small café, Melissa and Lucie were peacefully resting. The two girls had known each other for years, and studying in different colleges didn't prevented them to stay...
*Note: I'd been struggling to write this chapter so that's why it's a bit late. ***** Eric squirmed on Sandy's bed, patiently waiting for someone to say something. All he could hear was the thump of the bass from the stereos and people laughing and shouting in drunken stupors. "So, you know about this?" Eric finally broke the ice and spoke. He pointed a...
'She said she wanted to talk to me face to face. It's the least I can do I am sort of screwing her over.' Alex placated Nikole who clung to his arm as they walked down the moonlit pavement. 'We shouldn't be stopping at all, we should just go.' She said softly, her voice trembling slightly. 'I know baby, I know but it's on the way.' Alex replied nodding ge...
As the last rays of the setting sun winked out behind the mountains Heather awoke. She walked out of her sleeping chamber stretching as she secured the door behind her and flopped down on the bed searching for the remote. The large screen TV which was set on the local news channel came on just as the evening news started. She was headed for the shower when...
"Bilal Kwame, you're drunk on power, and you've been disloyal, unreliable and downright treacherous, for this, the Pack sentences you to death," said Alina Jameson, my former lover and the co-leader of my Pack. She stood before me, tall and majestic, her dark brown skin glistening in the firelight, her long dark hair framing her beautiful, stern face. Once u...
If you're Somali, and happen to be gay, lesbian or bisexual, it's probably a good idea to keep it to yourself. Well, if you want to live, that is. Sometimes, I wonder what brings more pain into my complex life, my sexual orientation or, ahem, the other thing. That which marks me as different from the rest of humanity. What am I talking about? I'll get to tha...
Now everyone had heard the children’s version of Little Red Riding Hood but gather around boys and girls so I can tell you the adult version. Little Red Riding Hood was really a 19-year-old girl home for the summer from college. The only family she had left in the world was her grandfather who lived in a small cottage in the middle of a forest. Red would s...
(The characters are not my property. They belong to Mutant Enemy and the amazing Joss Whedon. This begins immediately after the last scene of "Not Fade Away".) * "Why do they always have to make speeches?" Angel asked himself, through the aches and pains that defined his world right now. In the movies they do that so that the good guy can get rescued at th...
I stepped out of my car and found myself confronted with a chilly breeze. It made the hairs stationed just above my intergluteal cleft stand at attention. The airport was dwarfed by the Hilton which stood, impaling Alice International Airport. "What kinda retarded Engineer dreamt up this place?" I asked myself aloud. Brushing it off I made my way into the...