Minerva By Denham Forrest, The Wanderer Minerva chapter 05 As you might imagine, being two reporters short on a small local weekly rag, we were all a bit pushed. Although it did mean the rest of us grunts moved up a notch or two. I found myself spending nearly every morning either in the local magistrate's court and most afternoons on obituaries, or...
I gave him the ride. It figured to be more fun than driving home by myself. We got along perfectly until he got in the car and heard Metallica on the radio. "How about we listen to NPR? Talk of the Nation should be on. It's not Science Friday, but they have a lot of really informative shows," he said. "I'm sorry. I'm not laughing at you. It just struck me...
I like to be dominated by women, occasionally I hook up with guys and I am actually a Muslim man born and raised in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. Does that surprise you? My name is Mohammed Abdul-Hafiz and I moved from my hometown of Jeddah City to metropolitan Ottawa, Ontario in the summer of 2011. I've been living in the Canadian capital ever since, and sta...
"Arthur we can't do this anymore." She said as he was getting ready to leave. "Tell me exactly what is this Alice because I'm out of my mind trying to forget about you and yet you still haunt me. Give me an explanation why we can't be." Arthur angrily voice out his frustration and she became frightened by the thought of finally acknowledging and confront...
Hey Y'all. My most recent story, Aviators, received a fair bit of negative review and I've been told my usual subject matter is a little too niche for some people. So I chose to clear up and make this one pretty clean cut: Mythical Equine pegasus and unicorns preside this story, as does Lucy, the owner of the stables housing said mythical creatures. No na...
Roger sat down to read the last letter that his father wrote to him before he died. It had been a week since he was buried. Roger and Sue, You are reading this and it means that I am no longer in this world. You must be wondering why I wrote this letter even after dismissing all of you that Saturday. You must have some idea why I did what I did that Saturd...
The Edge. That's what I call it. The Endless Darkness. The Point of No Return. Death. The one thing no living thing cannot escape. In my pride, I thought I could do the impossible. Now, I know better. Life has humbled me. My name is Thor Voltaire. A tall, good-looking man with dark brown skin, long black hair and pale golden eyes. A superman who once tried t...
Thanks to everyone that has been following our story. Comments are always welcome. Votes always appreciated. The rest of August became a very normal month. The women worked, the kids played, I visited. Jeannie, of course, continued at the shop. Mrs. Patrick adjusted her hours so she would be home at a more reasonable time. Partially, it was possible b...
Chapter 11-Raise the Dead Living in Shai Feng is an experience. Being a major monster dominated country in Orience, a lot of strange things can happen with so much accumulated demonic energy in one place. The spontaneous creation of rogue monster realms, young women being scouted out by Youko for "pink salons", the constant brawling between that himezumi me...
Crazy! Completely, utterly insane. Glancing up at the unblinking camera attached to the wall opposite, near the ceiling, I swallowed -- hard. Every 10 seconds it would snap a picture, relentlessly: transferring the image captured to anyone with a computer, just as it would to the open laptop near my right elbow. 6:58. Two minutes. I took a deep swallow of...