Copyright Oggbashan March 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is not eligible to win the 2014 Earth Day Story Contest...
That was her name, Angel, the meanest woman on Earth. She had made a fortune trafficking in women, children and drugs but had not caught our attention until she began to traffic in weapons. Angel was a public figure, heiress to a fortune; the public had no idea what her foreign "charities" were. Her local charities were legitimate and her city of Marseilles...
It was my wedding day and I was very apprehensive, for I was marrying someone who was almost a stranger to me. I imagined there were many girls who were in similar circumstances as I; arranged marriages were not so unusual, although this one had come about in a rather unique manner. I was an orphan. My mother died giving birth to me, and my father, who was a...
Chapter Five - Conspiracy The attractive, elegant women stood huddled in small groups; it was obvious to any observer that they were grieving and were comforting each other, bound by their loss and a common sense of purpose. Their nationalities varied but they were all beautiful, most under thirty but a few older; although they all wore black they all wore...
It had been awhile since my mother-in-law's last visit and that was just fine with me. There has been awkwardness between us since she walked in on her daughter giving me a blowjob. I bet she always knocks now before entering someone's bedroom. She’s been practically living alone since her divorce and I guess she must be lonely. Mrs. Jones is in her late 40...
I heard the growling before even seeing anything. It didn't sound like any animal I've ever heard and that is why I looked outside of my tent. I was greeted by a hairy thing with glowing red eyes in the bright moonlight that made its way slowly closer to me. Scared I grabbed my emergency pepper spray but just in that moment the thing lunged forward and land...
Shadows lengthened in the alleyways as she crept from the city's glaring flames. Torches lit passageways, but only in heavily traveled places, places she dared not go at the hour the bell tower chimed. Smells drifted through the air, reminding her how far away from home she was and making it seem ever more distant behind her. These smells never made it to he...
Detective Samuel Spade strode into the large living filled with a white Victorian curtains hanging majestically over the window seats, two large couches book-ending the room and then a red blood stain and black outline of a corpse on the white virgin carpet. The police had followed their leads now he was following his own. This was unlike any case he had eve...
Some people inherit a watch when their grandfather passes away. Other people get a house or lots of money. I wasn’t one of those people. I got something a lot more valuable. I was seventeen years old, almost eighteen when I sat at my grandfathers death bed. The cancer had finally gotten to him, after all those years. Though you would never be able to tell. H...
This is an original work of fiction, written by the Wanderer. It is posted on this site with his permission. I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. I'd also like to add that we don't always see eye to eye, they tell me off sometimes - well quite often really. Anyway I take full resp...