[Author's Note: Sorry I've been away for so long, everyone. School work has kept me busy. Here is Part One of a story I've been working on for a while. This is still a rough draft, but I do hope you enjoy it. Reviews are welcome.] Chapter 1: An Ancient Sign of Coming Storm An eerie echo emanated forth from what seemed an endless void, yawning open in ever...
bookONE : REALities * * * on a gathering storm / comes a tall handsome man / but hidden in his coat / is a red right hand * * * * * * The power runs on sunlight. On a really good day, some of us are allowed into the gym, and we can watch the TV for three hours. Old DVDs. Usually they'll just store it for the lights at night. We have a couple gas gene...
Chapter 27—Media Circus II Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: I said earlier, Aunt Jo used to be punk/goth/grunge, or whatever you call it. Considering what she wears now, it is a bit hard to believe, but I've seen pictures and handled the Army boots. The gown she wore to the wedding ball seems to draw the line between before and after. Mom wanted Aunt Jo...
"Shireen's Story" was narrated by her husband, Akbar, in the first of this series. The second instalment had Shireen filling in significant gaps that Akbar had left out. After Akbar had influenced Shireen to become much more liberal in her views to sex, their views had come into conflict following a Super Bowl party thrown by close friends. A number of reade...
Janice -a Woman after Midnight I was late getting to Deborah's. I'd been away for three months reporting the mess we are making in the Middle East. I am Peter Fuller. That's what I do, I am a journalist/reporter but the job wrecks one's social life. I have already gone through two broken relationships, being away for so long. Although Debs and I have be...
Chapter 1 (how we met) Ella was a gorgeous, petite girl of mixed race with long, black straight hair that always looked amazing and sexy as can be, as she did in all ways. Her Mother was black and her father, now gone, was a white man. Her hair roots showed a bit of the black in her, but as a mulatto she had amazing skin color, gorgeous black, penetrating e...
Before I get into the current story, I need to explain a special relationship I have with a very dear friend. * I met Ginnie while we were working together at a shop in Southern Florida. We became best buds and as much as I often wish it was more, she always kept me at bay. But we highly respected each other and became close enough to tell each other all a...
Not every story is for everyone. If you don't like cheating wives, Mafia type bosses, Private Investigators and a man with a lot of mixed emotions, then this story isn't for you. For everyone else, I hope you enjoy the story. Even though it is in chapters, the full story is here. A big 'Thank You' to WanderingScot for editing this story for me. * Chapter 1...
CHAPTER 1 Close-cropped blond Gene Gunter rode on a bus into the city, travel-weary and half-amused that despite decades of big funded campaigns to get the city renamed more conservatively they continued to fail because some citizens, possibly a very large number, were rather pleased to be living in the oddest-named city in the county... Rangoon Falls. He...
Somewhere in the state of Texas in a suburb of a medium sized city, there was a high school of approximately fifteen hundred students. It was a cool rainy, Monday morning in early October at about 7:30 in the morning. The student parking lot was empty except for a grey BMW parked in a secluded corner. The occupants of the car were a young man and woman in th...