Still Before The Explosion Johnathon had finally reached the level he needed after a day, looking out he saw his uncle was still here. Why wasn't the man smiling? He'd helped to capture a dangerous criminal, though here Johnathon smiled, he wouldn't be captured much longer. Ah good! His skin was starting to glow from the excess of energy, that was when he s...
{I reread this before hitting submit, and yes, I realize it rambles. But then so does my mind. What the hell, I am 68 years old and I can ramble if I want to, so there! I was going to post this in "Humor and Satire" but nobody around here ever reads that stuff much and I am old so..? Mature it is.} +++ When Debra and I got married, I guess I expected i...
I logged in to my favorite news website, after watching some talk show host on TV yap on and on about emails and scientists and everybody lying about everything. All for fucking money. That stuff pissed me off, I could tell for sure it wasn't warming up very goddamn much outside because it was 18 degrees, and the news said it would be 11 degrees tomorrow n...
Elizabeth tapped her foot in frustrated anticipation. She knew she had arrived at the appointed hour. Hell! Elizabeth had arrived on the spot early. Though time was such a relative term; especially down here in Hell. Her thin barbed tail wagged like an annoyed cat's. She waved strands of jet black hair from her sharp face and polished one of her little devil...
My thanks to Randi Black for her editing of this work. Her efforts and suggestions have greatly improved this submission. * Don Terwilliger was listening to Willie and beating out the tune of an old CW song on the steering wheel of his truck as he drove down the main drag of Wilson's Mill. It was hot, dry and miserable outside, but he had the window of his...
A/N Just a quick story. Not sure if I should continue? Please let me know. *********** I sat at my table for one at my favourite coffee shop watching the world go by the window. Each person with a look of intent, obviously eager to reach their destination. It was then that I saw her. My God she was beautiful. Whispers of hair framed her face from her lon...
Hopes for Pure Heaven Turn to Pure Hell Part 5 (The final conclusion) Monica is released back into the world after 8 ½ years, going to the bus station Monica purchases herself a ticket for her journey back to her hometown. Arriving back in town at 2am Monica hails a cab, and makes her way back to what was once her apartment. All she thinks about is Danny, a...
Note to reader: This is a story for women. I get all this hate mail saying I hate men and try to put them down in my stories. That is not true. Men come in all sizes just like brasseries. You're not stuck with what you draw out of the pile. You throw some back and try again looking for a keeper. This is a story about a keeper. * The music was soft and slo...
A snippet, that I'm hoping will become part of a greater whole... It's not so unexpected that I would dream of you, as you were my last thought before I slipped, so quickly, into a calm and satisfied sleep last night. I guess the weird, the unsettling, thing for me was that I was thinking of you at all, let alone the particular nature of the thoughts. I...
Bliss dreamed, her own dreams, but from before she could remember. She had spent the first three months of consciousness as a prisoner of the flesh of a prisoner. She had been the instrument of both their escapes, however. Durzai's magical dabbling had translated into his seed, and for the succubus pregnant with his half-demon child, this meant an occasional...