The sun rose over the City of Paris, France, bathing the City of Lights in its golden haze. Salwa "Sal" Taher stretched luxuriously on the king-sized bed in the master bedroom of her rented townhouse in the plush Neuilly-Sur-Seine neighborhood. The young woman yawned, and then got up, and stood in front of the mirror, wearing only a coy smile on her lovely f...
"Wakey,wakey!!" a high pitched voice forces it way into the blackness that has engulfed your mind "This ain't no time to be sleeping on the job" You feel a hand strike you hard across the face,once,twice. You shake your head trying to clear the cobwebs and open your eyes but still you're having trouble focusing. All you can make out is a...
The moral right of the author has been asserted. © "neonlyte" * * * * * When I was younger, a teenager, I wandered these hills and valleys, emotion stirred, joy and trepidation. On the open moors a sense of freedom, everything before me. In the tight gorges and near overhanging cliffs, I trod with apprehension, fearful of rock fall, unnerved by dimming lig...
I stepped out of my car and looked at my phone. I was a little early, but I don't think Frost will care. She would probably understand why I rushed here so quickly. The surprise from her was enough to get me to drop everything, but the text she sent just over did it. The fact that no cop stopped me was a shocker - and a bit a of a good sign that today is goi...
How I Met Your Mother: A Long Weekend Dublin Wednesday evening Sitting in a hire car in a secluded side street, Keira realized that her latest target wasn't going to be as easy to take care of as the corporate executive she had killed in Monte Carlo less than a week ago. The office where Henry Rice worked as a one of Europe's most well versed trial lawyers...
The dolphin was in its crate, packed with 24-hours worth of dry ice. The naked young woman, shyly covering herself, was slowly melting on a buffet table at the Four Seasons. The trophy was finished, waiting in the freezer to be crated. Karen was done for the day. She lay on the couch for a long moment, just recovering her energy. As an ice sculptor, she di...
Suffolk, England Winter, 1486 The dawn was rising red over land, covering the vast farm land in a rosy hue. The fields had been covered early this year with a frost that killed any remaining crops and all that was left now was barren landscape, just miles of dirt that was waiting for spring to be tended to. One person was out this cold morning, a man who wa...
Minding his own business he was engrossed in his laptop with no idea of how this otherwise fairly ordinary day would unfold. "Those passengers currently seated in gate 8 awaiting the outbound flight to Edinburgh would you please proceed to gate 2 where your flight will now board from". No apology or explanation, he packed up the laptop and started making his...
When I was at college I had a crush on one of the teachers her name was Mrs. Frost. She was in her late 40, never wore tights or stockings, always wore tight T-shirts without a bra and had quite a large chest. One day I had to see her for extra tuition and I thought I'd try my luck. I was sitting behind the desk and called her over because I was stuck. As sh...
(Author's note: to fully understand this story, please read "Halloween at St. Etienne" as a precursor to this story. It provides some background information on some of the characters and situations presented here. Thank you.) Prologue The San Diego Union Tribune October 4th 2002 San Diego, California - The manhunt for a serial kidnapper dubbed the "Midn...