Steve was sharpening his sword Excaliber; the sound of the fine whetstone gliding over it relaxed him. He could see the reflection of his eyes in the shining blade. They were no longer the innocent eyes, that he had before he had discovered the QT device. He had seen too many horrible things since then, and committed horrible things in return. His eyes wer...
Why isn't it okay for me to say what I really think? I guess it's okay to mention it in passing as long as I give it neither inflection nor importance. I can make silly jokes, as long as they're immediately qualified by a statement of other, more important attributes. And why, when I live in a society that celebrates breasts, especially large ones, why can't...
Chapter 21 Shavala and Katrin rode Socks and Flower to the elven quarter, since Katrin had suggested it was too far away to walk. After two hours, Katrin finally said, "We're getting close. I think." Shavala glanced back at the way they'd come, confused. She didn't know her way around the city, but she had a good sense of direction, and it felt like they'...
Cam couldn't believe that Jan had talked her into this. Cam hated the single scene and didn't see how the lesbian single scene would be any different. Still, she thought, I can always leave. Cam had been through many failed relationships and one messy divorce. All the traditional Korean men could not keep her interest, so she sabotaged relationships until th...
"Sir Thomas Albrecht is still missing after disappearing four weeks ago from a St. Petersburg hotel." The camera cut to gritty black and white security footage. "The 42-year-old, Nobel Prize winning economist was seen returning from the evening of October 2nd and walking to the lobby elevator, but oddly, there is no footage of him leaving the hotel. He wa...
It had been a long night in the North Carolina woods. I had just completed a ten-Kilometer night movement observing one of my platoons. The move had taken me through swamps and a chest deep stream. I was not in a great mood. I checked with the other OC and got the unit we were grading settled in. I told him I was heading back up to the Objective. "See you la...
Author's note: The Carter brothers' legend continues. All names except the Carters and Philippe Trufont are my own creation to build the story around the legend. My description of the bar I named "Dominique's Dungeon" is an accurate description of a place in the French Quarter I've visited several times. Yes, you can see bikers dancing with cowgirls, Goths d...
His finger trailed across my boy shorts. "No," I whispered. Hadn't we done it enough already? But I could feel the tingle growing at the base of my spine. "You need it," he whispered, his finger exploring the elastic. "Nooo," I moaned, but my body tipped into him slightly. He had awakened me. The room was pitch dark. I felt the unfamiliar mattress and th...
(Beijing, 1665) CLANG! I frantically hopped back, a move that was becoming tiresomely common. No matter how I tried to dodge or block, the razor sharp sword edge wove closer and closer to me. It danced like lightning, first threatening my head, then my body. It dipped towards my leg and I sprang sideways, only to have it curl around from the other directio...
Instead of meeting at the precinct, Taima and Pilar met Chief Jenkins at the funeral home and immediately, Pilar had her hands full of an apoplectic Myron, running around like a headless chicken, his be-ringed fingers clamped to the sides of his head as he wailed. “Pilar, thank God you’re here! They’re been here since six a.m. and they nearly ruined Mrs. Ma...