Charles gazed into the fire as he stroked the soft skin of the foal that was resting at his side. Occasionally he glanced down at the small creature. Across the fire, Kat was curled up with a blanket and in a deep slumber. The shadows under her eyes told their own story. She had fought quite the battle as she helped the zephti make it's entrance into the wor...
Note: Just like everyone to know, I'm chugging along just fine. The end is in sight. Starting now, the countdown to Chapter 20 is on! Oh boy, just wait until you see the conclusion for this story! *** King Reynar Lobare stood silently by his desk, his attention directed solely on the long, thin box on his desk. He reached out with a finger and caressed the...
Our enjoyment of the Hobbit was cut a bit short when Stephanie received a text message from Captain Yanagi, showing photos of a fireball that rose from his native Kyoto, followed by a message..."Check the news, now!" Stephanie showed it to me and I nodded, reluctantly switching to the news...and there it was. A series of fireballs had risen from no fewer t...
Meeting His Parents I woke with a start. Something was wrong and I knew it. I had been in this "hospital" room now for about three days. I visited Oliver about five times a day, for my one-hour period with Lara guarding my door to ensure I got every minute of my hour. Yet, for some reason, I knew that deep in my gut, something was wrong. The alarms no longe...
I'm a strong Black woman, at least that's what I tell myself. I've got strong evidence to back it up, too. I'm the only non-White senior manager in the acquisitions division of North Well Networks in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I hold an MBA from Carleton University and a Law degree from the University of Toronto. I'm six feet tall, brainy and beautiful and...
Chapter 1-Planting the Seeds Alexander Xavier stood at his window within his study atop the opulent Hellfire Manor. Outside his abode was the usual hustle and bustle of downtown Manhattan; crowds of people walked by clumped together like ants, cars drove down stuffed streets like logs flowing down a river, and were stopped short by heavy traffic like beave...
"I ask only that you show mercy, these people have done no wrong here." "And you decide what crimes have or have not been committed against the crown?" Zariah thought about her next words knowing that they must be chosen carefully or she could join the many bodies draining red across the fields. The man before her stood above all others as midnight hair wa...
I know it has been a LONG while since I posted anything, but have been working on all the short stories that were bouncing around my head and numerous note pads (Thank you HRKW...they were handy) and finally decided to post a few. I am still working on the sequel to Corine, and am slowly working on the sequel to Thea (Kael's story), but the mind block is pro...
This story is based roughly on Psalm 45, a royal wedding song in the Hebrew Scriptures. I have changed some of the translation, to fit this unique context. The king of the world sighed deeply. Perhaps it is a cliché, but the powerful are rarely happy. The king is grateful for his power, the authority he wields. Even Egypt and the bickering Mesopotamian coun...
The king led her to the back of their dungeon. He stopped her in front of what appeared to be a reclining chair that had extra arm rests. Each arm rest was fit into different notches and holes making it appear to be a multi use device. He released her hair and took the lantern from her hand and hung it on a hook that was suspended by a chain from above. The...