This is a continuation of Cell Mate and is largely story driven. Thank you to everyone who responded to my first story with encouragement – I know I said I didn't read comments, but I have reformed. I apologize to anyone who has enjoyed Cell Mate for taking so long with the sequel. I hope this is a worthy continuation. I will likely publish a third ins...
All characters are 18 or over Danielle paced along the footpath that ran through swampy backwoods behind her family's home. She was fretting, as usual. She was a high school senior facing down narrow prospects: decently smart, but her anxiety and under-resourced school district removed any real shot at a top tier college. She was too shy, and her family to...
Comments are welcome, and indeed encouraged, but do be aware that I am writing in UK English and what you think is a typo may not be. * * * Mark stumbled over a rock and pushed the branch of a tree out of his face as he tried not to lose sight of Amanda. They had been in South America as part of the research team for three weeks now and Amanda was impossib...
Authors Note: Dear reader, thank you for your interest in my tales. My name is Fabian and I am from a different time and place. A porthole created by happenstance, magic and a well timed leap from peril has left a conduit to relay my words through. Goulgotha, the underworld is vast and encompasses my current town, New Penumbra. Once Europe dipped down into i...
"Must you take it so rough?" inquired the night elf, her usual prickly, pompous self. "Perhaps ya'd like to drive, doll," squawked back the squat dwarvess holding the reins of the four oxen driving the covered wagon. Squat, but cute, by dwarven standards if not any - long reddish-orange braids dangling halfway down her shapely form, a pair of strong but sm...
The legend of Uvulu'ai stated the god inhabited a cave high in the mountains. It took Ramsey Lumley five days to hack through the dense jungle before he encountered the narrow opening adorned with the simple carvings of the Lu'ai tribe. His guide had abandoned him the night before, which in Lumley's experience was usually a strong indicator he wasn't far fro...
Salut, hello, chrzsbrrrk and welcome to my very first attempt at writing in the English language - so please don't hesitate to correct my mistakes, thanks in advance! As this is fanfiction i guess it could use a disclaimer, so here we go: Supernatural is (c) by warner bros., i'm not getting paid for this mere nonsense and i don't intend to hurt anyone, esp...
Kelly Rook TOTALLY isn't Lara Croft I don't even know what you're talking about. Anyways! This story has a girl with a wiener, so just a heads up if that's not your thang. Hopefully, you enjoy that kinda stuff too! *** The stone door, a sentinel against the elements and intruders for thousands of years, fell inward and shattered into a dozen pieces. A clo...
Having inhaled half a bag of potato chips, my late night cravings finally took their leave as I peered out into one God awful, cold and rainy night. Ever since getting the Mac, it seemed I'd become a "shut in" and a web surfing fiend. I wasn't sure why I was in this mode, but this lack of social contact couldn't be healthy. I didn't want to end up sitting...
Faith exhaled a cloud of smoke, letting the tension ease from her body as she expelled it. She didn’t know why, but smoking relaxed her, made her able to cope with her life. She glanced over at Spike who still stared straight ahead, his eyes fixed on the road and lost in his own thoughts. The same could be said for her. Her mind was racing with a flood of j...