Chapter One The revolving door swung open with a flourish. Althea was distracted by the sudden movement and looked in the general direction, only to see another businessman arriving early for the evening. The hotel was full tonight, unexpectedly, though one could certainly understand the reason. The blackout in the northeast had suddenly set everything on i...
Thanks to oldnakeddad for his editing expertise helping to make this story a better read. A story of a love connection, an old nemesis from high school and the troubles associated with a hatred that was directed for the wrong reasons and the final and ultimate revenge of the wrong wronged person. I hope you enjoy. Please do not forget to vote and feel fr...
Commandment #10: "Thou shalt not covet...thy neighbor's wife..." *********** I, Brent Walker, won the gene lottery when I was born but I wasn't one of those jerks that thought I had done something right. I knew that I was born on third base and wasn't there because I had hit a triple. I made sure to use my natural gifts to help other human beings and I ne...
Recapping the characters: My Ma, Pa, older brother Jethro and younger sister Trixie My Uncle Jimmy & Aunt Shirley, and their 2 sons, Stan & Billy My cousin Dirk My boyfriend Bobby Sonja, the bitch cheerleader * I could not believe I was sitting in my cousin Stan's car with my dress hiked up around my waist and my pubes on display. I could not comprehe...
Please read my story of Kimiko from the beginning. It will make a lot more sense to you then! -------------------- Kimiko and I had set out to do a little sightseeing before we returned to Osaka. We spent that day touring 'J-Town' in San Francisco and the Golden Gate area before going up to Muir Woods and ending up in Napa. We had booked a room at the Rive...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. ABOUT THE REVISED CHAPTER The original text for this story was written in the form of handwritten journal style entries started over fifteen years ago. I would often go back and revise chapters after a few days...
The next afternoon, Dr. Blackwell dropped by to check on his patient. He changed the bandage on Trevor's shoulder, grunting his approval when he saw that the skin around the wound looked healthy and pink, and he noted that Trevor's cheeks were regaining some of their usual vitality. When he finished his task, the doctor sat back on the side of the bed. Ther...
Author's Note: I need an editor. :/ When I go back over my stories, I try to find as many mistakes as possible. I always end up missing some, though. And when I read through them now, the remaining errors are glaring and seem to jump out at me. So, I apologize for any spelling/grammatical mistakes that you might see; but please remember that I am a FAR cry...
Originally posted as 'War:A Love Story' but deleted * "Will there be a war, Herr Strasser?" The room was in shadow, the electric lights had been dowsed and heavy drapes had been drawn across the windows to block out the early evening sunshine of midsummer. On one side of the room atop a small dais stood a slender young woman, her beautiful face framed by...
Steve had been taken totally by surprise when the gunman appeared from behind the car. He cursed himself for being so careless, and for endangering Lisa. Her fear was obvious, but it forced Steve to remain calm. The situation was tense and he knew that he needed to remove Lisa from danger. As soon as he realized that he was the man's real focus, Steve decid...