What's the hardest part about being a Mermaid, you may ask? All the damn stereotypes. For starters, I don't have a fishtail, though I do gain scales and gills when I come in contact with salt water. I don't have a great singing voice, nor am I trolling around looking for sailors to seduce. The type of female who does that sort of thing is found in bars and c...
Man, I'm not sure where these haters come from. I'm always getting some hate from them. You may be asking yourself why so many people would waste their time hating a tall, good-looking black college man. It's because of who I am and how I live. The name is Dwight Brown III and in all likelihood, I'm better than you. Face the fact. How else would you explain...
My name is Cameron James Dodger. Friends call me CJ. I'm a six-foot-tall, good-looking young black man living in the great city of Los Angeles, in the state of California. Once, I had it all. I was playing Division One College Football at the University of California at Los Angeles. I was a stud worshiped by millions of American College Football fans. My fat...
My name is James Lawrence Burns. Friends call me JL. I'm your hero for this tale. A tall, good-looking young African-American male in his early twenties living in the great City of Alamosa, Colorado. Man, I thought I could resist it but it's starting to get to me. You might wonder, what in hell am I talking about? Well, folks, I'm talking about that damn thi...
No, I really don't feel guilty about the whole thing. Actually, I think I performed a public service--I mean, I know better than to expect a medal or anything, but at least someone should acknowledge that I was right and that they were wrong. If it hadn't been me, it would have been someone else, and the whole thing could have gone far worse. Those people sh...
Prologue: The year was 2151. The era of dazzling technological breakthroughs that had catapulted mankind into an unimaginable life of prosperity had come to an end. The insatiable need for more and more of mother Earth's finite resources presented the backdrop from which conflict grew amongst the world's great powers to an unprecedented scale. World leaders...
Tracy was all in a flap. Her car which usually started first time, decided that on today of all days it would be temperamental. Fortunately her neighbor Mr Green came to her assistance, but not after 30 minutes had passed and she just knew she was going to be late for her appointment at the Plant Research Institute. Only yesterday her boss had called her in...
CHAPTER 2: FEEDING The next day, Claire walked into the containment room pushing a cart full of some sort of equipment. "Good morning to you," she said cheerfully. "You'll pardon me if I don't get up," Gruthsorik grumbled from the bunk. "No, that's fine, in fact it would be helpful if you laid still for this," Claire said. She pushed the cart up to the ce...
Sometimes the April skies / Will suddenly bring showers Spring had started slowly. For most of March there were daffodils everywhere, but there was not a lot of sunshine. And there was still an icy-cool breeze. And then, halfway through April, it suddenly changed. The sun came out. The mercury rose. And the streets of London were once again filled with peop...
Butterflies. They were all she could think about standing in front of the ornate doors of the Hall. She was alone, practically naked, standing in front of what looked on the outside like an ancient church, topped by a domed, glass ceiling. The butterflies she was concerned with weren't those fluttering around her almost-naked body in this late afternoon sun;...