Disclaimer: I do not own The Flash or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Caitlin! You're here?" Cisco exclaimed, sounding like he didn't believe his eyes, because he didn't. "I work here." Caitlin said dismissively. "Yeah, but... you know what I mean?" Cisco pushed. Caitlin tried to ignore him, but as...
It was a very old tradition, dating back to the days of the Syrisian Empire. Sammel heaved his rucksack over his shoulder and plodded to Max's house. Max was not his best friend's given name, for he was a dwarf. His real name was Grimaeks. The two had known each other most of both of their lives. True, dwarves were long-lived folk, and Max had been almost ei...
In my absence, they've come up with the brilliant idea of shared community service in the form of office events, birthday's retirements etc; compulsory team-building bullshit in this cliquish cult. They seem to be going to great lengths to make our new CIO whose name escapes me feel welcome. I did vet him so I'll play nice today. Everyone's always pretty...
This series is a telling of stories about Don and Lisa from the Dueling Duets Series A word of explanation needs to be put in here, because this story has been rendered technically obsolete. There was a time - really, there was! - when the Internet didn't exist. There was no World Wide Web. There was no streaming media. And, believe it or not, there was no...
Author Note: Wow, people do NOT like waiting! Sorry y'all, but I am a graduate student, so school comes first. I would absolutely love to spend all day writing and get paid for it, but I'm nowhere near practiced/talented enough for that. However! Don't fret too much. I have several chapters finished and reread/edited for continuity (though I do make mistak...
A bunch of us, all single and mostly in our twenties, guys and girls, hung around a lot at the same place on the beach, playing volleyball, body surfing and socializing. This particular Saturday, one of the guys had a quarter-keg so late afternoon we all trooped up to his apartment, drank beer, and ate whatever chips and stuff people brought. The apartment w...
INTRODUCTION, DISCLAIMER & TRIGGER WARNING - At her Virginia Beach high school in early 2001, 18-year-old theatre kid Janelle Jepson is a real drama queen, her head in the clouds as she dreams of becoming a famous cinema, TV or theatre actress. Young Janelle often appears on the verge of breaking into song when she gets over-excited, but she does have a secr...
Here I was, Doris Opening, all one hundred and thirty pounds of me, sitting on Santa's knee. If that wasn't enough I was wearing a fuzzy white sweater tight against my 36C boobs, a short tartan skirt, fishnet stockings and high heels. Weird as I felt Santa was even more blown away. I was here only because the alternative was going to be worse. I had drawn th...
To the reader: This story involves a deep hole that a wife gets herself into and can't or doesn't want to get out of. Her husband is devastated when he finds out and exacts a unique revenge that for some readers may be hard to stomach. Revenge is revenge, the method doesn't matter because in the end everybody gets screwed, including a lot of innocent people...
Bolivia, 1983 Summer knew that something was wrong the second she saw Otoniel dash out of the jungle towards her. His eyes were as wide as dinner plates and the color had completely gone out of his skin. He was panting too hard to shout anything at either Summer or Russ, but there was a sense of panic that had completely engulfed him. "Walter," Summer gue...