The ship's nurse pulled back the ice bag from Jonathan's face, and asked, "How exactly did this happen again?" Jonathan took a deep breath and told his story one more time, "I was coming down the stairwell by the pool deck... I slipped... I fell... boom hit my face." The contempt in Jonathan's words were palpable. The nurse looked at him suspiciously. "Uh-...
March 26th, 1886 I sat on one of the pews in the First Temple of the Panarii and looked at nothing in particular. There seemed very little point to moving myself from where I sat -- and there was no better place to sit and think than here, in the quiet of the temple. The building itself was large and rectangular, with enough room it seemed for the whole ci...
She sat in the waiting room, hands balled into fists pressing into her thighs, chill bumps all over her skin, feeling her heart beat rapidly against her chest. She always hated doctors' offices. Something about being inspected, critiqued and searched for any imperfections by individuals infinitely smarter and with much more promising futures than hers was li...
I was all tapped out by the time that I crashed on that bed. Between booze, pitching in at the bar, several rounds of hot, steamy, sweaty sex with three gorgeous women, and all of that delicious food, I was sleepy as fuck. I dozed off for what must have been hours when I felt kisses on my face, neck, and chest revive me at last. I had no idea what time it wa...
I was a 22 year old who had just walked away from four long years of university with a B.A. and a teacher’s license. Thirteen years of public school and four years of work on my degree had tired me out, and so I took a job substituting for a year before taking on a classroom of my own. I had moved to the other side of the state. I knew no one and felt very m...
Shanta was hustling and busting at the market that she hardly had time to sit down, let alone catch her breath. The canvas tent blocked out the brutal rays of the sun as customers came in droves to her stand. A naked man wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat stepped up to the table with several packets of blueberries in his hands. His long, flaccid penis touche...
June 6, 1883 -Liberty- The sun is starting to rise. I lean against the door frame of the hunting shack, and light a cigarette I pulled from the pocket of the Frenchmen. It's my turn to keep watch while Justin and Jesus are resting. Justin certainly needs it the most, so after we patched him up, he damn near passed out. Jesus didn't sleep at all, so even wh...
Harleigh Ryder's POV Orlando, FL I locked my Freshman Chemistry textbook into the saddlebag of my light blue Harley-Davidson Street Glide and grabbed my leather jacket. It was in the mid-70's, perfect December weather in Orlando. "Harleigh, you going to the party at Julie's Saturday night," Sarah asked. Julie was the senior shortstop on my University o...
June 6, 1883 -Jessica Killian- Jesus and those other two left several hours ago to take care of the problem they had gotten themselves in. Or, I should say the problem those two got Jesus involved in. Something about this gang has daddy riled up like I haven't seen him. The name of the man Hardgrave shook him more than he was willing to let the others no...
Hello, this story is a bit slow. This chapter is to describe the background of the characters. I hope you like it. As you already know, I encourage your critic, but I love it when you are gentle with me and write things that will make me grow up as a writer. Once I have more experience, you can be rougher (LOL!) With all my love, Jennyxx ***** This stor...