Chapter Seventeen: The takedown. Hawk's point of view Jordan had just gone down when I heard a shot behind me and a slug exploded into the ground beside my head. I rolled madly to my left as more shots rang out. Arthur didn't seem smart enough to have fooled us, so the bad guys must have tailed him. Too bad they weren't as stupid as Arthur. When the firin...
Amsterdam, Saturday, 06 October, 2052 20:03 Marcus felt like a complete idiot when he left the club for home. As his hybrid vehicle drove itself through the night traffic, he lay back in the cockpit and mulled over the events that just transpired. He had quite possibly made the most shocking discovery in the history of the sciences: robots were sentient. An...
Working retail for a living is nightmare enough, but working at a cruddy mall bookstore called Tomes-a-Waitin' is the kind of torture that can drive good men mad. It's a soul-deadening experience intensified by having to work the noon to six shift on a Sunday, when the lamest customers stumble past the Gap and Radio Shack right into our store to thumb throug...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Dontrell carried the tray of food to their room and set it on the dresser. Her plate was piled high with scrambled eggs, several strips of bacon, small warm blueberry muffins, and, of course, grits on the side. He knew she'd be starving, if she would ever wake up. Azela slumbered peacefully in their luxurious bed. She had no idea that her man had decided to...
I read a story a while back about a couple on holiday where they were held at gunpoint after they had strayed out of the tourist safe area. The wife was raped and the husband severely beaten. They never caught the culprits, but some of the locals told of stories where the couple had sought revenge. This story it one of fiction based on the event that happe...
When Rick awoke, he was alone in the big bed. Daylight shone brightly through the large windows. "Marissa," a voice called out, "he's awake." Rick turned his head to find the source of the new voice and found the striking young redhead from the hall sitting in a chair near the bed. He took in her flame-red hair and her silky cream skin dotted with many fre...
There was little doubt that Debbie was a good-looking woman with poise and class. She had just finished university and was proficient in three languages. The problem was to find a job. It wasn't easy and she decided that it would be interesting to become an air hostess. After some initial training she was put on her first flight to Rio. It was a long fligh...
Day Eight -- Samantha (b) Samantha brushed right past me into my apartment, dragging a carry-on size "wheelie" suitcase (black, of course) behind her. After she had moved out of the way, I could see that she had arrived on a big black Harley ape-hanger hog, which was now parked in the Randolphs' designated parking space. Stepping into my apartment to speak...
"I've been thinking about writing this series for quite a while now. Of course, with college, work, and finishing Taylar's Awakening, I decided to wait until something really struck me with this. Well, that wait is over. My next series: an ex-secret agent, who turns to taking any pervy assignment she is given...any. Also, check out my new twitter page. I'll...