Previously on Vice Cop, Hudson and Lexa, working Homicide, went undercover chasing an elusive killer known as The Yellow Cab Killer, a taxi cab driver who murdered his passengers. The killer, disguised as a passenger, had Hudson drive him to the airport where he made his escape, teaching Hudson he couldn't always save the day. This episode has a lot of plo...
This is an erotic horror themed side chapter that takes place somewhere in chapter 2 (a few years before Vanessa does her beta test of the virus). It's pretty tongue in cheek and pays homage to various horror stories. Major shout out to Hell of a Critic for inspiring and encouraging this story from start to finish. ***** 22 YEARS PRIOR TO INITIAL EXPOSURE...
Kirsty leaned her head into her palms. She was so tired that she was tempted to actually lay it on her desk for a brief nap. If she did though, she feared she might be late for her final appointment of the day. Of the week. It gave new meaning to TGIF. Even better, this was not the perfunctory Sunday brunch with her parents. Which meant she could relax, perh...
"I need to speak with Thomas Dareson," she said, "or, should I say, Sam Darquesied." It had taken Tommy a few seconds to get ever his apprehension of seeing the police car in the gate monitor. He finally pushed the intercom button as Alyssa dashed upstairs to get some clothes on, but even then, it took him a minute to ask the police woman if he could help h...
Romance. A feeling of mystery? The sense of excitement? The promise of love? Survey a thousand people and ask what romance means to them and you'll hear a thousand different similes. Is romance a medieval tale based on legend? Chivalric love and adventure, ethereal or the supernatural? Perhaps a prose narrative treating imaginary characters involved in even...
*** A little of what's happening in both places now, at sea and on land. Something to note here; The creatures back at the keep are not human and they have a rather involved societal structure. I'm aware that there are readers who might not especially like the way that these things all have a varying degree of capability to go in both directions which depe...
This is the final chapter of this story and it should bring the tale of James, Myra, John and Joel to an end. It might have felt wordy to some but I didn't rush it and let it tell its tale at its own speed. It is not for everyone, and that's ok. Some people like Vanilla, others Chocolate, and still others prefer New York Super Fudge Chunk. The resolution o...
XXXV. While for Matt life was becoming a baptismal pool in which he could immerse himself in guilt; for Jenn it was a growing freedom she could bathe in – bask in, a freedom from restraints, a freedom from conventional morals and society's morés, a freedom, indeed, from inhibition itself. The morning they anchored outside Singapore, after most of the guest...
Cuthbert's restaurant hid on a tiny street near the Riviera county club, where the entire block thrived under a canopy of red maple leaves succumbing to the early fall. A wind picked up that evening, but the leaves still had enough guts to hold on and stain the evening light a brilliant crimson, inviting Kim to breathe deeply and flow lightly up the path to...
Tal'Marin stooped in the deep snow and carefully examined the ground. There were drifts up to her eyes or higher in places, but here under the firs the snow was not as deep. She was surrounded by the huge boles of ancient fir trees in a primordial forest that stretched away for leagues in any direction. The snow here was fresh, which was usually a help to he...