Okay, so this isn't Chapter Two of "Hook, Lie & Sinker". But this was a story that was bursting to be told, and I decided that, while I make sure that anything I write at this point in my "Hook" story series won't conflict with the major ending-points I've got in mind, I might as well take a little time and go in a slightly different direction. I will s...
Author notes: Thank you kindly to Todger65 for editing my story and offering advice. I think I lost my way on the overall plot line for the story I first intended, but it still reads as a nice story just the same. I hope you like it. ********** Julie brushed the long, honey blonde hair away from her eyes and reached for the wine glass as it was being ref...
Last time I told you how Carl and Ann met, he saved their house and she got him to come down off the hillside. Life should have been led happily ever after but that is not the way of the world. Had it been that smooth, I would never have come into the picture. ------------------------ Carl was just going by the room that Ann's girls (Linda 13 and Sara 11)...
She had her shopping list memorized, yet she kept pulling out her phone and scrolling to the email that contained the description of the items she was here to get. Sitting in the half dark parking lot now, she wonders once again if she's doing the right thing. As she considers this, thoughts of the last time intrude and she sighs and reaches for her purse....
It wasn’t my month. Hell, it wasn’t my year. Still worse, those who should have been supportive and helpful appeared to be destroying me. Looking back at that dark, stormy period, given hindsight and the perspective time provides I can say there was no evil intent. Instead, I suffered careless mistakes, miscommunications, and bad decisions – a string of horr...
The last of the arriving passengers had finally trickled out of the arrival gate at the Charles DeGaulle airport. 30th of December was not a particularly busy time for air traffic in Paris. Vitorrio DeLuca scanned the faces of every last passenger that passed by. What did she look like? They had not met or seen each other in seven years. Would she recogniz...
Authors Note... This is my first attempt to write a light easy reading fantasy that could perhaps include love and sensuality as well as being completely bizarre. It was my hope to be able to produce a "feel good" story. Please let me know by your comments if you think I have accomplished that. Thank you Trapper It was later then Marcie would have liked to...
Antha rushed through the hollowed halls of University Obsius her footsteps echoing loudly in the empty halls. Normally the halls bustled with activity, however in predawn hours Antha was the sole occupant of the halls. Shortly after dawn students would be bustling about in the massive halls. Antha shifted her armload of books to a more comfortable position....
For K, who's reading this for the very first time. *** It'd take more than a torrential downpour to sully this grab! I caught a glimpse of her on the way out of the city, brilliant brocade dress, emerald green, several rings an each hand, silver and agates mostly, and a mess of vibrant red hair held together by more golden pins than I have fingers and toe...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (48.5 min/mp3) * * * * * Inga drew in a deep breath and then slowly released it again, savoring the fresh, oak- and pine-scented air. This was already proving to be one of the most wonderful forays into the American wilderness that she'd ever had, and she intended to enjoy every subsequent moment of it. She was glad she had...