Chapter 8 DANNY & TESSA Two days later, Danny came home and was greeted by Tessa with a martini and a long, wet kiss. "Sure is nice to be home," he said with a wide grin. "I missed you, sweetheart," his lovely wife cooed. Danny took a sip of his martini and offered it to Tessa on seeing that she didn't have one. Tessa accepted it and took a small sip. "I...
Earlier that month I had seen my own face for the very first time: softer than it once was, subtly painted and accentuated, draped with long wavy tresses cascading alongside and beyond my jawline... I didn't know I could be lovely but it turns out I was. It was a new experience to compliment myself during a gaze in the mirror. But now I had a face, my real f...
~~~ This was not smart. But it was either this or find myself stranded on the side of the highway, halfway to Chicago. You'd think a once leading pharmaceutical liaison would be able to afford a new car, but that's simply not in the budget right now. Not if I ever plan to buy a house. So, my bright idea? Park my almost extinct, Dodge Neon in the lot of the...
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The Beaches in Spain ~ Friday Ryan was already at the table, sitting next to Lori when Tina and Irene arrived at breakfast. His eyes questioned her as she walked up, the subtle 'did I go too far?" look deciphered only by her. She had the choice of where to sit, and without hesitation, took the seat next to him. When his leg bumped hers, non-verbally askin...
This is a prequel to, and assumes you've read Promises, Promises pt. 1. My thanks to Bad Hobbit for his insightful comments on the original draft. ***** She was perfect, and I hadn't expected that. I was looking for something specific: a straightforward explanation of how enzymes use quantum tunneling to transfer electrons. I wasn't expecting to meet the l...
For those of you reading The Runesmith Chronicles for the first time I recommend going back and starting with the first book The Runesmith Chronicles (it's actually Oni and the Farmer but it's too late to change it here :P). Mostly so you have a better understanding of how things like the magic system works and what's going on as I often reference earlier ch...
Chapter 11: Another Change of Residence Jeff woke up on the sofa. The world appeared as an indistinct blur to him, and a pounding pressure rang dully throughout his head. His muscles burned — they felt like he had run an entire marathon, as he could feel his lungs working to try and rouse him to the world. At first he couldn't move, and only managed to utt...
He flashed a smile as he sailed past another cyclist going the opposite direction. It was difficult not to smile on an evening like this, it felt special. The route, a riverside promenade, usually thronged with dog-walkers, ramblers and other cyclists, was practically empty. He could count on one hand the number of people he'd seen so far, including the Lycr...
四 The nightmares fit a pattern. I'd be in my apartment building's corridor, find myself in vivid encounters with angry, confused souls, mostly men, wearing dark blue prison clothes with a bar code like number on the front and back of their shirts. They were in pain, these men. Physical pain. Psychic pain. Many were riddled full of bullet holes, and they w...