The name is Gina. And I've got a secret to share with you. Oh, man. I don't know if I can do this. This is one of womankind's deepest secrets. The sisterhood might want my head if they found out I told on them. But I don't care anymore. I've found a wonderful man who loves me. And I don't care what the sisterhood says or does anymore. I'm an independent woma...
This story was written with the restrictions to use present tense only and no dialogue. The following words had to be used: footprints, red lacquer, Camembert, perfume and Rolling Stones. I liked writing it; I hope reading it will give you just as much pleasure. Water, swishing back and forth over the sands, makes a soft sound. A gentle breeze rustles the f...
**Edited by WEI** Chapter 3 Into the Darkness I already know. It's not an empty room. It's an elevator to the secret tunnels. Only a second or two passes before the floor starts to descend. The walls are the familiar concrete I've passed through a thousand times when descending into the hidden city, but this elevator is moving faster. Two minutes go by an...
Off in the distance, the black sky met the black sea. They met at the point farthest from here, a sort of secretive, clandestine lovers' rendezvous. But tonight, there was no indication where the horizon may be, or even if there still was a horizon. Whether the black sky refused to meet the raging ocean, or whether the ocean was enraged by the sky's absence...
My Christmas story, hopefully to be followed by others, in time to fill the wheel.... my attempt at a holiday edition, enjoy :-) ~*~*~*~ The snow glistened under the light of the nearly full moon as feet softly made their way through the darkened forest. The sharp taste of new fallen snow clung to the air, seeped through the skin and coated the lungs of t...
I suppose before I tell you all this I should say straight up that I'm not a good person. I'm a killer. I'm a rapist. I enjoy what I do. I don't care what you think. I made a deal with a devil. I am owned by absolute evil. In exchange for tenancy of my soul, I became an link, one of a chain you meet in the eternal cycle of Hell. I'm damned forever, damne...
The darkness of night fades into light over Guam's touristy strip, basking Tumon Bay in the early morning glow of the powerful tropical sun. High above the waves and beach in our hotel room, the breeze coming in through our lanai is the first hint of daybreak. Through the rustling curtains, the breeze allows the sun, but not the beachgoers, to peek into our...
The name is Christopher Jamal Henderson. I'm a tall, good-looking black man who has a dream job. On the Adult Entertainment Network, I'm the host of the first adult-themed Reality TV Series. The adventures of a ruthless and seductive con artist who cons unsuspecting and gullible women into giving up the goods. It's one of the most-watched television shows on...
It's Friday night and I get ready to go out. The night is young and the streets are mine. I'm ready to out on the warpath and make someone pay for a certain injustice that was done to a friend of mine. I'm gonna do something that's very illegal and might cost me my life. It doesn't matter what happens. It needs to be done in the name of justice and revenge....
She had been running through the dense forest for only a short while. The one who wanted her body was right behind her. Paul had made sure that when she escaped she would go in the opposite direction to where freedom was, to the road they took on the drive up here to his cabin in the woods. Actually the cabin has belonged to his grandfather and was given to...