'Angela, are you awake?' a voice asked persistently, it was a quite comforting voice. It was the sort of voice that you would trust with your life, and she wished it would piss off and let her sleep. She was warm and comfortable and had never been so relaxed in her life, but the voice wouldn't go away. She could smell the universal antiseptic odour of a hosp...
"About time!" I heard the distorted voice as I slipped back into consciousness. I tried to move my head but stopped short once I felt the blistering pain. "Welcome back to the world." The voice continued to taunt me. I quickly realized I had been handcuffed to a very uncomfortable old chair. "Take your time." The voice continued as I gulped down a few large...
An old man dying in the hospital, regrets the choices that he's made in his life and how those choices affected those around him. He prays to God for a chance to make everything right. This is the story of that second chance at life. Prologue Jack Wilson lay in a bed in the intensive care unit of the local hospital. He was only fifty-eight years old, but...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Immersion Playground Book #2: Arena Chapter 8 Giselle is packing up her personal items for the weekend when the ping from Dick Hittle arrives, asking her to come to his office. She stews. She doesn't want to talk to Hittle in any case, and she especially doesn't want to talk to him now while she's trying to get out of the office early. Today is Rick's bir...
ஓர் ஊதாப்பூ புல்லாங்குழல் ஊதுகிறது - மாதவி முன்னுரை இது ஒரு ..... - பக்கக் கதை - ஒரு பக்கம் அல்ல - அதாவது Side Story .......... காமன் சர்க்கஸ் என்ற எனது ஒரு கதையை சிலர் சில மாதங்களுக்கு முன்பு வாசித்திருக்கலாம் – இப்போதுதான் அந்தக் கதையை தளத்தில் ........... அந்தக் கதையின் ஒரு முக்கிய கதா பாத்திரம் - பத்மனாபன் நம்பியார் - ஒரு மேனேஜ்மென்ட் எக்ஸ்...
"And what do you see in my future?" the stunningly beautiful girl in the sparkling yellow dress asked, her hand stretched out across to me. Conversation at the table died as I wondered what to do. I did not know this person, and here she was giving me her hand, ostensibly to read her stars. In our native country, Pakistan, this was a serious breach of inter-...
I Payal felt that her world had ended now that Shahnawaz no longer was around to support and love her. Rather than things improving, given that he had been very successful in his business ventures and Payal had gained a name in journalism, everything had collapsed around her instead. Within hours of his demise, scores of people had descended to express th...
With nothing better to do than watch it rain here in Ann Arbor, I thought I'd kill some time by putting up a tale I posted a while back on another site. Two thousand years ago Quintiles Varus lost three Legions and an uncountable treasure in the forests of Germany. Now, some of that gold has begun to turn up in Paris and the "Organization" is getting paid...
A Somewhat Less Than Divine Comedy Driftwood: A Prelude to the Evening 'Let me to take you down -- 'Cause I'm going to strawberry fields' Lennon/McCartney Rogues Bay, Tortola, BVI Today There were a few low clouds scudding over the far horizon, yet all-in-all the day's weather was looking good -- better than good, really, especially for the time of...