As Thomas stepped off the plane, his head still in Chicago he followed the signs in English and Ukrainian that lead to passport control. Thomas' thoughts went back to the day he found out he had been accepted and the deal Thomas had made with Abby to spy for her, she tried using his loyalty to the Dynasty to win him over but gave up when he laughed at her at...
Guys I am still not sure quite the direction I will go in the end so if you have a preference at the end please let me know! I have written the second chapter and so what I am talking about might not make sense to some of you until after you read that. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have enjoyed writing it. I am quite busy at the moment - juggling school,...
May 24, 2014 - Brown University Although Brown was an Ivy League school, it didn't mean the crème de la crème couldn't party hard. At least I assumed that's what they were doing on campus tonight - despite having a graduation ceremony tomorrow. I was being a bit more...constructive in my last night as an official student. Maybe some of them were too by now...
Not many people can say that Emma Watson was among their first memories. I can't totally say it either, since I was already nine when I first met her. But that was among the first memories of my real life, nonetheless. Before then, me and my parents lived anonymously in America, while my father worked on movie crews. Yet when he got himself on the crew of...
Good Evening, Boys and Ghouls. Below is my spooktacular entry into this year's Halloween story contest. I've entered it into the interracial category but there are also elements of non-consent/reluctance to it as well as some other stuff. I know that it's a category that not everyone likes and it's a bit of a departure for me but if you give it a chance you...
My story begins where Chapter 8 ended, so if you haven't read the previous chapters, you might want to. Or not. Your call. Sorry for the delay in getting this chapter out, life is busy and this one wasn't easy to write. * Thanks for all the comments and emails, they are greatly appreciated. Things have been busy around here, but as one letter writer put i...
Chapter 10 – Muck-Up Day "Good morning, Miss Granger." I looked up from my desk, startled out of a little daydream. It was only Josh, but even after two years of teaching that term of address still reminded me more of Hermione than of myself. And that might just be the last time I hear it, I thought to myself with an inward smile. Mrs Jeannie Marsh....
Zarin sat on the edge of a building overlooking the city. It wasn't much of a city. Deep in the forgotten counties of West Texas, surrounded by desert-like plains on all sides, and prone to tumble weeds, he felt like it was something out of an old west movie. A dead end town, where people went when they didn't have anywhere else to go. Or at least it felt th...
"Stop it, Marie-Noëlle. That tickles!" Spirella cantered ahead of her slender companion, who giggled as she bent forward and pretended to initiate another attack with the long feathers that adorned the harness of smooth white leather daintily padlocked around her head. "Seriously! We have many miles yet to journey ere we take our rest." "Yeah, enough wit...
“There is nothing but you.” Giles said. “You are the centre. And within you, there is the core of your being... of what you are. “ Giles walked in a circle around Buffy. “Find it... breathe into it.” Buffy was leaning over a short pedestal with both her hands on it; she had her eyes closed. Giles walked in front of her. “Focus inward. Let the world fal...