Okay, in this chapter we meet Alza's cat, and things get interesting. Most of the basic everyday details have been given, so it will start sounding less formulaic and more like a story. I love feedback, but if you have issues with how things are in the story, just bear with me, and I will see what I can do to fix it. Enjoy! In the morning, around 10ish...
I rolled over in my bed when I heard my phone ringing. The screen flashed when I hit the unlock button, letting me know it was 6 in the morning... I wondered to myself why on earth anyone would be calling me at this ungodly hour. I looked at the caller ID and it came up as Kevin Summers."Hello" I mumbled into the phone. "Hello baby" said a masculine voice a...
Here, in this cold night stands an empty cave right in the smack-middle of the mountain. The part below the cave is green bushes, small dying trees, and the animals of the mountain. On the dirt ground is a fabulous forest full of grand oaks and critters. It stretches out for miles, farther then the eye can see. The part above the cave is partly green then...
Jordan felt a buzz in his pocket as he slung his laptop bag around his shoulder and shut the locker door with his foot. He waved to a passing friend and fished out his phone. New Message : Sorry J, meeting got cancelled. Mr. hart didn't show up so student council cant meet today -- Reply/Ignore He groaned and leaned against the wall to respond. Thanks for...
The journey through the Great Mountains was harsh. When you and your followers were forced out of the northlands into exile, you were allowed only your heavy mammoth leather boots and loincloth of sabretooth hide. You were stripped of your great fur cloak and mighty sabretooth fang blade, and sent into the wilds. You had two choices: escape the freezing cold...
I am awake after only an hour of sleep unable to contain my excitement a second longer. Bolting from the bed to check my messages, I am sure there will be one from you. I can't wait to hear the thick, husky baritone I've grown to adore. My hands are shaking as I press the phone to my ear. You never disappoint. "You have one message," the automated alert in...
Maximillian Cornwallis swung the dull grey blade of his machete, cleaving a narrow path through the dense vines in his way. Though he had sharpened its edge the night before, every slice dulled the edge a fraction and made the next chopping motion incrementally more difficult. His right arm ached from the hours of strenuous effort, but he didn't trust his le...
Patteran (1 of 3): The Black Comely The three Marys had been dead for decades, and Sara was the only one left from that small group in the south of France. She had floated down the Agiqua on her skirt, and had spent the last fifty years at the foot of Bays Mountain, feeding on the animals and a stray tourist or three. The scientists were a tricky enemy to d...
I had just returned from four days at our Roseburg, Oregon plant to my office at headquarters in Tacoma. I checked the daily reports on my computer then looked at the time. 4:25 P.M. Friday afternoon. 5 O’clock couldn’t come soon enough for me as I really was looking to get out of this suit and tie and get comfortable and mix myself a tall rum and coke. I wa...
The stasis chamber was still sitting in the cargo bay where we had left it, the tiny green lights on the monitor screen blinking every few seconds to confirm that the woman inside was alive. I peered through the glass, once again marveling at the frozen woman's raw beauty. What would I even say if I woke her up? And what would I say to Gol Zabras if I unwrap...