Lena woke up laying in a spacious king sized bed. The covers were made of silk and so were the pillowcases. She stretched slightly and rubbed the inside of her thighs sending an erotic chill down her spine. The sun shone through the partially open curtains, just enough to warm the bed up. Pulling back the covers she got up out of the bed. Her bikini briefs c...
Martin braked, flipped on his turn signal, and steered his car into the driveway of the house where he knew, his daughter, her fiancée, and possibly other officers, were waiting. As he turned into the driveway, the black car, which Greg Atkinson had confirmed was registered to Mark Lewis, slowed down behind him. He drove up the long driveway and saw that th...
It was pretty simple really. I needed a gun to give to my brother's wife. My brother is a cop. Buying a gun direct could raise some flags so I went to the gun show. There's one every spring in Ogden. I'd make a day trip of it. The worry was that my brother would end up shooting some guy he might catch fucking my sister-in-law Nickie. Nichole was what my brot...
Continued from Chapter 2: "Thank you for your service," rang empty whenever someone mindlessly said that to him when seeing his dog tags hanging from his neck. To him, that phrase sounded too much like, "Thank you and have a nice day." He'd give them a stern look that made them afraid. "Thank you for my service?" Just as angry as he was violent, that's al...
Finbar McTeague (a.k.a. "The Surgeon") noticed he had gotten to the Jazz bar around the middle of the crew. The Crew being the other Assassins in America. The assassins he had grown up with, fought against and won with. He had heard there would be a few legends showing up tonight, but didn't count on it, the price was only a mediocre amount. Lazlo Soot was...
This is part 2 of an ongoing story. It can be read alone, but it would be best if you read part 1 first so you have some background. ***** That night I went home, scrubbed myself raw in the shower and vowed that I would never see or talk to him again. He was sick. Twisted. Perverted. I wanted nothing more to do with him or with anyone like him. Part of...
The next morning Cameron woke up, bright and early. Arming himself with his gun and a small toolkit, he traveled out to his former boss's house in the suburbs. He got there and found the same flimsy lock on the front door that had been there the year before, when he had invited all of the employees to a get-together at his house. His boss had locked everyone...
Both boys faced each other from a proper dueling distance of 10 paces, holding their pistols at the ready. There was nothing proper about the way they were dressed. Paul wore a tee shirt and jeans, but his balls were obscenely pulled out through his open zipper, stretched forward in their sack like two pink eggs. Sean also had his testicles exposed, but u...
He smiled at me, a kind of leer, and his hand snaked up my stockings, groping for the heat between my legs. So I killed him. I don't like it when they smile like that. His brains came out easy, I got some on my new red dress. That made me mad so I shot him again. I tucked the gun into my coat pocket and left the bathroom. The music was loud in the main ba...
11:30 PM Club Phoenix "Do it!" the man screamed, thumbing back the hammer on his pistol, "piss yourself, right now!" Alice looked at the myriad of faces surrounding her through rapidly blurring eyes -- never in her darkest nightmares had she imagined such torture. She didn't want to do it (piss her skin-tight white jeans in front of the entire club) but th...