------------- Prelude: Very early, about the 6th or 7th Century AD ---------------------- From the sparse artifacts and record fragments it can be determined that, of the small group of genie trainees graduating in this one class, most had absorbed the information and direction well, yet there remained a thread of individualism in each. Some were more pliab...
Disclaimer: Please note that all graphic displays of sexual activities only take place amongst individuals who are at least eighteen years old. Certain elements of this story were inspired by a Korean manhwa made by author: Sung San-Young and artist: Sang-Ah called "The Gamer" along with some other elements from a few different anime and the tabletop game "...
Story edited by Spyro. I would like to thank the editor for doing a great job with the editing of my story. I have made some minor changes after the edit. If there are any errors in the grammar, it is my doing. I hope you enjoy the story and I am open to any comments. Enjoy. ************ Chapter 1 Checking the clock on the wall, it was eight-thirty in th...
From time-to-time, people have asked me to continue one of my characters. This story satisfies the most frequent requests. Almost from the day I posted it, readers have asked me to tell the story of the little boy in "A Totally Unromantic Love Story." Not too far behind, are the folks wanting me to do something about the two people in "The Long Goodbye." I...
Hey Folks. I got asked to produce a mystery story for the amazing RandiBlack1958, and when Randi comes knocking, I have learned, you answer the call. She asked for a Mystery, and I took that rather literally. So, I wrote this -- my first noir-ish detective story. Randi also edited it, and complained a lot about the number of dashes I use in my text, among o...
Hello, this is my entry into the Halloween contest so please rate it if you liked it. Comments are always appreciated. Thank you. * It was Halloween and I was thirteen. Life was supposed to be good that day. I mean adults would give you candy just for knocking on their door while wearing a costume. I was dressed as the Little Prince from the book of the s...
All characters are over the age of 18 unless otherwise specified. Again I appreciate the patience in between chapters. I'm trying to go faster but also write better and that balance takes a little time. Those who were missing the football, it's back with a vengeance in this chapter and volleyball will make a showing in the next. Also, still heaping praise...
BOOK 2 A DRINK WITH THE DEACON. 1921 We left the church cemetery in the old T model truck. The top had long since turned from simply leaky to almost non existent, the ride was cold and miserable because of it. That ride and my mood were a perfect match for one another. Bobby pulled the T model into the dirt yard of the home place. The family home was no...
My motor coach rocked to a gentle stop with the soft hiss of air brakes. The motion and sound captured my attention and I looked up from my laptop. "We're here?" I asked as I glanced around. David, my friend, driver, trainer, and stunt coordinator, gestured out of the large windshield. "That's the place." We'd stopped in front of a slightly tatty warehouse...
"Elena, over here!" echoed the voice of the expedition leader, eerily muted and bodiless in the morning fog. I stumbled and cursed as I tried to climb the muddy berm. The newly sprouted foliage had not yet had the time to cover the exposed earth, making the terrain treacherous. My university-provided boots were clearly substandard for this type of work. I c...