Authors note: Hello everyone. Although set in the same town as another of my stories this story is about different people within the town, though you may see cameos from past characters. Thank you once again to Paul for being my second set of eyes. I hope you enjoy this tale. ~ellie. * Prologue Quinn sat dazed and confused. She looked uncomprehendingly a...
Scent Marked: A biologist learns her true power on the trail of the snow leopard My heartfelt thanks to mollycactus and Brittni4u for their generosity in reading and editing this story. Chapter 1 "Fucking bollocks!" I uttered softly as I watched the large chunk of ice break away from the cliff where my axe had struck it, trying to give myself an anchor...
Backroads or: On Being Blown Sideways Down the Road Less Traveled There's something peculiarly energizing about a road trip, even if, as is so often the case, it's a journey to nowhere in particular. Even if you've been down the same road a hundred times before, there's always the hint of something new in the air, some new adventure at hand right around t...
Saturday, 9/27/2003 This morning, while I was out back putting a fresh coat of wax on the boat, Tommy unexpectedly walked up, picked up a polishing rag and joined in. Not that it's unusual for him to lend a hand, but he's heading back for his sophomore year at Cal Tech tomorrow and I'd have figured that he'd want to spend his remaining free time doing somet...
The Man Who Fucked His Way across Chelsea and Back Again - Part 2 INTERVIEW I was invited to see the head designer, Liza Blow at Vagina Shoes after a successful phone call. I forwarded some of my friend's best sketches by email and she phoned me back a few weeks later. Jefferson, who let me borrow one of his portfolios, was a Cordwainer's graduate and spec...
Author's Note: This story takes place in one of those high schools where everyone is eighteen or older. You know the ones. **** Riley waited for Jen by the front of the school. She smiled when she saw her friend approaching and turned to fall into step beside her. "Morning," Riley said cheerfully. "Morning," Jen greeted her in return. "Anything interesti...
Author's notes: I had this story stuck in my head for month and it wouldn't leave me in peace until I wrote it down. It might be utter nonsense but maybe you will like it. This is a longer story (>58000 words), not part of a series and not related to my previous uploads. I find it hard to put a label on what kind of tale this is. It has a lot of sci-fi/cyber...
Nicolaus's eyes snapped open after a long and deep slumber, something had disturbed him, the sounds of an alarm waking him from his sleep, looking over he found his alarm clock making the most annoying sound possible, effectively waking him, he grumbled, raising from his bed scratching his dark brown hair and yawning loudly. Looking around in his bedroom i...
Copyright 2008, 2009 hammingbyrd7 Chapter 1. Time: Friday, December 21, 2018 4:05 PM EST, nine kilometers northeast of Burlington, Vermont "Are you sure you know where you're going?" Jada looked at the driver with only a tiny hope of getting her roommate to give up. Once Emily had her mind latched on an idea, she had the tenacity of a Maine lobster ho...
Chapter 1 "Here's to a new day," Chris said with a clank of the rim of her well-used diner coffee mug against her best friend, Anna's, equally battered cup. "A new day and a new me." She sighed heavily, as if saying it might actually make the words believable. She felt exactly the same on the inside as she had for the past month: empty, lonely, foolish for...