A French Independence Day The cheering crowd still haunts my dreams. All her life she held her head so high; after all, she was of royal birth. Now it had bowed, to the blood-crazed mass of onlookers who once cheered her arrival. The guillotine had taken my queen, but not my devotion. The Place de la Revolution was stained blue from the blood of the nobles....
If there is a worse day than New Years Eve to have an emergency at home, I don't know what it is. The entire New Years weekend is fondly referred to by us working professionals as 'amateur night'. Everyone drinks too much, and too many folks think they are ok enough to drive only to end up killing themselves or others in record numbers. Even the ones that st...
*****The Recap***** Jason didn't really consider himself a good person, but he still tried to be a nice guy. He was friendly after all, and seldom rude. He would often go out of his way for others, even going so far as to getting into fist fights to defend people he barely knew. The truth of the matter was that he had done those things because helping peopl...
What's love got to do with it? Beth's Story - Part 1 To describe my life as complicated would be an understatement. My story starts about two years ago. At the time, I was an eighth grade social studies instructor at our local Junior High School and had just recently finished my seventh year of teaching. That magic number earned me the security of tenure....
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. - Authors Note: This story is a work of fiction. It contains incestuous acts between siblings. One of the siblings is transgender. If either of these subjects is distasteful to the readers out there, please accept this as fair warning to read no further. With that said, to those brave e...
Prologue: An excerpt from The Case of the Red Corset, by Doctor Tobias Jefferson, July 1895 The door finally splintered under my repeated shoulder barges and I stumbled into the bedroom, brandishing my old service revolver. My eyes tried to adjust to the near darkness, the only light source being dawn's faint glow coming through the open French windows. Fie...
I paced up and down the hotel room anxiously, pausing by the window to take in the view. We were on the top floor and outside it had finally gotten dark after a long hot summer day. The sun had shone from a cloudlessly blue sky and although it was now night, the tarmac and concrete that made up this vast grey city still retained some of its fierce heat. Outs...
Chapter 32: Messenger Their afternoon is much the same as the last, the group spending their time holed away in Laren's office, teaching and instructing Irving on his fighting technique. As if Rick senses her need to process all of the new information, he leads the charge, falling easily back into his former boots of tavern owner. Mora watches the training...
Hey all, I saw some commenters worried that this story had been abandoned. I promise I'm still writing, and I'm committed to finishing Dan and Rose's story. It's just taking me a little longer than I thought. Thanks again to curiousvisitor for proofreading. Enjoy — — — Rose I swim through the azure blue water, gliding above a maze of brightly coloured...
On the internet, it's called 'The Taming'. The muscle building gym rats that talk about doing it call it the ultimate endurance challenge. Officially, the Russian Government just call it wilderness control. Whatever anyone decides it's called, it was a yearly occurrence in the cold forests of uncivilized Russia that anyone could apply for and take part in....