Notes: Based on comments from Chapter 15, I want to make clear that the Kandikan family speak Vedan, a language ancestral to Hindi; they do not speak Hindi itself. Speaking the words or phrases used in the last chapter aloud, however, is not a good idea, as you will likely offend someone, as the words themselves are impolite in the extreme! I was nearly do...
Hi folks, those of you who don't like longer stories should probably skip this one. Mikothebaby and I have done two or three shorter little gimmick pieces for the last few and we wanted a chance to stretch out and do a story with no ghosts or goblins or tricks. We wanted a story about people relating to each other or not relating to each other and how it aff...
Chapter 1 She didn't need to touch him to know his skin would be warm. She merely had to look at him to tell because he exuded heat. His hair was black as coal and softly curled around under his ears just the way she liked. He was tall, over six feet and broad of shoulder with narrow hips. Even from across the foyer she could sense his strength. He was like...
"The process," Dr. Willover spoke into her lapel mike as she made minor adjustments on the computer, "while not perfected is, I believe, in the final stages of development." The doctor adjusted her glasses, peered at the display. The wire frame image of the cat reflected in her emerald eyes. Satisfied by what she saw, she continued speaking, causing the idle...
"I say east, to Northhill. Apparently the town has a fabulous castle and a very beautiful Princess," Basil says. A sly, handsome smile crosses his clean shaven face. In the dimming light, his dirty blonde hair almost appears silver, amplifying his aristocratic demeanor. Though dressed in his plain traveling clothes the air of superiority that always surround...
Hello all, for those who remember me, it's been a while. While I was writing The Loners, I mentioned that I was working on a very large project. This is that project. This is the first few hundred pages of the first of four books, which is currently vastly incomplete at this time, so I apologize for the abrupt ending this has. (This is also my 4th rewrite of...
A Somewhat Less Than Divine Comedy Driftwood: A Prelude to the Evening 'Let me to take you down -- 'Cause I'm going to strawberry fields' Lennon/McCartney Rogues Bay, Tortola, BVI Today There were a few low clouds scudding over the far horizon, yet all-in-all the day's weather was looking good -- better than good, really, especially for the time of...
Chapter 21 Ray paused at the open gate leading to the driveway of the Flannery's house. There must have been a hundred cars parked on both sides of the long driveway that led up to what was really a modern McMansion made to look somewhat Romanesque. It reminded him of some of the huge houses he had seen in Italy. He found an empty parking spot not too far f...
A Story in two parts about a man and two teenage girls marooned on an uninhabited Caribbean island and life after their rescue. Still Day 12 -- Back to civilisation. An hour later and the Coastguard cutter arrived, we thanked Mike and his family for our rescue with hugs and kisses and a few tears too. All our belongings, goat skin clothes and shoes...
CHAPTER 1 - IMPENDING DOOM Dominik Halcyon snapped out of the meditation with a gasp. Sweat dripped off her forehead and she was breathing heavily. Her legs felt stiff as she stumbled out of the recliner and rushed for a phone. Her fingers shook as she dialed her friend over at the Seattle Police Department. "Hail." She said in her strong baritone voice....