Chapter Ten Someone familiar was walking under the awning towards me. It took a moment but I realized it was Valerius, the Roman I'd seen when Alessandra took me back through centuries to the accord. He still looked like he was thirty, but his hair wasn't brutally short, and he wore jeans and an open Hawaiian shirt. I stopped and stared as did he. "You ha...
Elise Jack slowly opened his eyes. A predawn glow filtered in through the white curtains casting the room in shadows. White curtains? Definitely not his room. Two warm female bodies were pressed against him, one on either side. A few months back this would have scared the shit out of him but since meeting Alex, the unexpected always happened. Even still, tw...
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Love and War In the morning I was, unsurprisingly, exhausted. Morrigan and I packed up, just in case, but stayed put. I ended up dozing by the fire, not sleeping deeply enough to repeat the dreams from the night before. I had just shut my eyes, it seemed, when Morrigan was shaking me, one hand clamped over my mouth. I opened my eyes and...
Her second time on the motorcycle was way better than the first, there was less fear more thrill. As Gian swerved unto the residential roads Delia was comfortable enough to spread her arms out as they sped toward her house. "That was fun!" Delia said as they walked toward her front door. "I enjoyed myself too." Gian said shoving his hands in his pockets....
Thank you to all my readers for your comments. I hope you continue to enjoy the stories as much as I enjoy writing them. And as always, a huge thank you to Archangel_M for his support and guidance. ************* Island of Sardinia - 1052 A.D. The figure standing on the hillside watched the flames die out. He listened as the shouting and screams quieted...
The rain fell in sheets in Little Rock on a bleak late August evening. Betty Atkinson perched on a stool behind the desk of the Hotel Aragon, blankly watching old sitcoms on the flickering TV behind the counter. She poured another cup of coffee and flicked an ash from her Virginia Slim. A couple of old men sat in the lobby, staring blankly ahead in their w...
Superman lay in the healing pools of Themyscira's Temple to Hera. The Amazons hated when Diana brought one of her male colleagues to Paradise Island, but he had absorbed a massive amount of kryptonite radiation in their battle against Brainiac. With no time to get him all the way up to the Fortress of Solitude, he had to be brought here. The restorative magi...
Writing scenes on the surface of an alien planet presents 2 odd challenges. First, the time of day at a given point on the planet will not be the same time as aboard ship. Second, the planet almost certainly has a day that is not 24 hours long. I chose to deal with this problem by describing the time of day in reference to the equivalent time of day on earth...
Chapter 8: Pay To Play The guys had the Caddy put back together and it was hard to tell it was ever damaged. They started it up and backed it out of the bay. The sun shone into the engine compartment and highlighted it well for them to see. No signs of anything mechanical was wrong, so they closed the hood and shut it off. "There you go guys, almost like n...
One thousand, eight hundred, and seventy-one visible stars danced above his head in the sky, circling about, scintillating, putting on their constant ballet for all those below. Not for the first time, he wondered at how many intelligences he was staring. Millions? Trillions? Or perhaps it was zero. Would they ever visit? And if they did, what would have pr...