Author's Note: I had originally planned on submitting this story to the Love the Ones You're With story contest, but life happened and I didn't finish it in time. But here we finally are: the story has been finished! Many thanks to 29wordsforsnow, Anahiya, and YDB95 for your beta-reading/editing efforts. The story is so much better for your insights and I'm...
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...
Maria Hernandez walked into her grandfather's old cabin. She sighed and took her coat off. She started looking for someplace to put it, but soon frowned. The rickety, old furniture her grandfather had built along with the cabin was not where it should be. I turned on the light. She flinched. My revolver was trained on her. "I hope you don't mind, but I dus...
Author's note: This story was a prizewinner in the Nude Day contest in 2014. I came upon it a couple of years later in my Old Stories folder and began to reread it. Being a compulsive editor, I couldn't stop myself from improving the story in certain minor ways, but I was much happier with the result. I've passed those changes along with this second edition....
Fictional tale of a man who once had a 'perfect' love and a 'perfect' band. After betrayal from both, he decides to summon the devil while in a stupidly drunken state. He gets an unexpected turn for the better both in career and in love. *** Prologue "Babe please, can't we please talk about this?!" "Sorry, but I just can't see myself being with you anymo...
Copyright 2017 by RWSTEWARD All rights reserved. Reposting without written permission prohibited. From my point of view any door that's open was an invitation for people to look inside. That's exactly what I did. There were several pianos that appeared well worn, and I carefully sat down in front of one. My fingers moved along the ivory keys, and before I k...
I hope everyone liked the first chapter, because I just submitted it and now I'm starting on this one. In the mean time, I wish you all peace, and God's blessings... MoogPlayer P.S. It's good to be back...for a while anyway. ~~~~~~ Chapter One I traveled all around Houston by simply hopping onto the 610 loop and just driving. I know that what had been...
Call me as soon as you get this. That was all I had written in the birthday card to my sister Misty. When she finally did call on the night of her eighteenth birthday, I could hear the curiosity in her voice long before she finally asked... "Okay, so why exactly was I supposed to call my big brother?" I smiled to myself, thankful that my college roomma...
Chapter 1 The question often asked, is our existence preordained; is our life mapped out for us? I've always presumed that life and its events, from creation to the present day has been a series of accidents. Extinction of the dinosaur was probably the most famous event, caused by an asteroid colliding with the Earth, or so they say. Closer to home, consid...
Author's note: I feel rather proud of myself for managing to keep this story under the traditional forty-thousand-word lower limit for a novel -- if only by a little. As always, I've taken the time to lay the groundwork for the characters and story, and I hope you'll find the payoff worth it. MB "Good morning, Montana!" the obnoxious Johnny Temple bellows...