My apologies for the delay in this chapter's completion, I became busy with other things going on in my life and as such didn't have as much time initially to write as I would have liked. The action/plot are really starting to pick up from here on out, so I hope you'll stick with me and enjoy this chapter and the rest of the series. :) Feedback and suggestio...
Vermillion was a kingdom of possibilities, dreams, and hope. It's neighbor was a bit different. Casor was a kingdom covered in mist, nearly always rainy, and overall was an average place to live in. Casor held all the same amenities that Vermillion did and more. The people of the sullen looking kingdom were of mostly humans, under the eye of a tragic queen w...
BOOK VI - FAMILY FEUD Chapter 1 George had set his alarm for ten a.m. and it buzzed exactly on time. He had slept soundly and when he stood up he felt just a tinge of a hangover. He was certain his headache would dissipate with some food and coffee. He showered and shaved and began dressing to go find something to eat. As he was knotting his tie, the pho...
The funny thing about the cold, it can burn you just as terribly as an open flame. The wind on a winters day sweeping off Lake Michigan was like that, capable of turning skin red like it had been held too close to a hot stove. Mindy Dawson was all too aware of that little fact of life. She walked to work each day from her apartment, braving the conditions in...
Alyssa's cerulean eyes seemed to drink in every detail of John's shocked expression as she waited for his reaction. "What did you do?!" he finally whispered, staring unblinking at the elongated tips of her ears. She hesitated, unsure of herself. "I wanted to do it for you... It felt like it was time." Closing the distance between them, John gathered her...
A fair warning, this story is very long so it is broken up into nine parts. Part One Philip Johnson Prologue They were a typical couple doing their best to live a typical and proper life. Words like, stuffy, buttoned down, or far right conservatives would fit them nicely in fact. Though not religious, they did believe in charity. It all came down to alw...
ONE Janet needed passport sized photos. She was nearly broke again; her housecleaning jobs were poor paying and infrequent, and the guru kept pressing--oh, so spiritually--for larger and larger contributions to the ashram. Now applying for a new job--any job--she was finding that all the agencies required voluminous resumés and documentation, including phot...
Author's note: Welcome to the second chapter of Two Thousand and Ten – the tale of a year in the life of two friends from a seaside town in southern England. I would like to take this opportunity to point out that the following chapter is purely a work of fiction, my character names are chosen totally at random, and no resemblance to any person (living or...
Author's note. This is the sequel to V.R.. While this story can stand on its own without reading the other first, the reader will have better understanding if familiar with it. ***** Day one, Saturday Jerome Rogers threw another bag into the small trailer he was packing then looked over at the front porch where his and his wife's kids sat talking quietly....
Chicago. It wasn't the cold that bothered me. It was the wind. Okay, it was the combination of both. I clearly wasn't wearing a warm enough jacket for this time of the year. I thought about going home, but I'd just left work and going to my apartment now would only depress me. I was one of those people who didn't do well by themselves. I tended to think too...