A novel by Christopher Scott Wagoner - "Damn you," Steve said, squinting his eyes to slits "you don't belong here. I'm going to to get rid of you, no matter how much it hurts." His fingers closed on the strand of wet, slippery gray hair. He yanked his arm downward but the pale invader's coat of moisture proved too much for his grip. Cursing, he tried seve...
Another MIKE CLAYMORE MYSTERY: Marcel A novel by David Horton Copyright 2020 Chapter 1 It's Friday, January 2nd,1998 and the Claymore household is quite still after the panic of the New Years Eve party of Wednesday last. Guests at their home included Trudy and all her kids. It was not the ideal way to settle into a new home but all in all, it had g...
All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely unintentional. Part of the Wine & Old Lace event, with a few literals corrected. PROLOGUE WE walked slowly, almost reluctantly from the warm and stifling waiting room across to Platform 7, to where the puffing engine had just dragged its train of c...
I am going to describe a honeymoon experience that is beyond anything that I could have imagined even a month ago. Alan and I were married on Saturday, August 1, and immediately, after the ceremony and reception in Connecticut, departed for Belize where we had reserved a resort cottage directly on the beach in a relatively secluded area near Dangriga on the...
Chapter 1: Departure The wind catches your long black hair and you push it away from your eyes and look out your bedroom window. The leaves of the tall oak tree in your backyard are moving gently in the wind and in the distance, the faint yelling and laughter of children can be heard. A small yawn escapes your mouth as you rise from bed and walk into the ba...
Chapter 1 The planet Bacchus was apparently named after some ancient God of Harvest and Wine. This God was supposed to represent having a good time. As Bron shoved another corpse into the reclamation vat he considered the hellish reality behind the face of the 'party planet'. Bacchus was dedicated to the pleasures of the flesh. If it felt good, tasted good...
Not really romantic but this is the best categroy for the story. Definitely doesn't fit anywhere else and little warning, there is a rape described within. Brutal is a good term, closer to what usually happens but the after is the point of the story. Just mentioning so those who are squeamish can skip that part if they want. Didn't realize it was this long...
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This time, I have tried to 'see' things from a 'sub-perspective' -- hoping you will not just find it 'more of the same'. Comments and critique are as usual very, very welcome -- and thank you for reading. Chapter One Prologue "You coming downstairs? It's getting late and I want to be there on time!" George's voice boomed up the staircase and all th...
Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, punctuation, and also includes rewrites and expanded scenes where necessary. Please see my bio for more information. CHAPTER 1: U.F.O The alarm blared, the sound of boots hammering on the deck joini...