In so many ways it was a natural outgrowth of both societal need and the growing power of the political/industrial/military/entertainment complex. Super hero movies took over television and movie box offices completely by the third decade of the twenty first century. Before long the traditional heroes and villains had been played out, Jaded audiences wanted...
And what are you gonna do about it bitch?" the heavily muscular man with no shirt and the crew's captain asks as he withdraws his two sheathed swords. "This," Celaeno Alcyone says slamming her sword into the deck and pulling out a pistol. She points it at the man's head that she has on his knees and before he has a chance to object Celaeno pulls the trigger...
This is a true story from my Para Rescue Days. I'd like to thank my wife, Cymry for helping me edit and do the corrections. I dedicate this story to her. Para Rescue's motto is: So that others may live. She's the reason I live. * As we dropped altitude and closed in on the beachhead, the spectre groaned as Cowboy banked hard to the left. The call sign suit...
I couldn't sleep at all that night. --Until I decided: No, we just weren't doing it. Simple. Say his plan worked. That would mean just watching him wipe out the resistance. Not that they'd been super useful anyway, but they were basically on my side and it would be bad form on my part to let them die. Then again, his plan might not work. Then where would...
First I would like to say HELLLOOOO, it has been awhile yes I know. I have been very busy which had not helped my writers block. It had been so long I had to reread my stories and I have got to say my grammar still sucked. Ah well if you can't make fun of yourself who can you make fun of right? Ok for those of you who have read my stories here is a little re...
Thank you so much for all the comments and votes. Glad you enjoyed the last chapter so much and hope you're not too mad at me for the sudden departure in location for this one :) mikothebaby, many thanks once more for editing for me. It is greatly appreciated. Thank you to 'E' for ensuring I didn't murder the French language in this chapter :P Enjoy! *...
Time Travel The General was a menacing looking man. He always stood out in a crowd. The general was one of those men that never left his job at home and he was who he was. One can always see that he was of military stuff. Something he loved to brag about. A man proud of his family lineage of military men, going as far back at the beginning of the 1900's....
"The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and the other begins?" -Edgar Allan Poe, "The Premature Burial" *** Wallace dreaded nothing more than being alone in the dark, here of all places. Clarence had the lantern, and although he was an old man he was faster, so Wallace had to run to kee...
Chapter 10 Carter traced the money from the ransoms to a powerful terrorist group run by a man named Jorge Riaz—the Commandant to his followers—to the place in Cantana. They were funding their cartel by kidnapping affluent American tourists and ransoming them back to their families. The Greenwich Country students were the largest group they'd taken to date...
One man stood alone. One small man. No, that’s not true. He wasn’t a small man. Just small-minded. Mean of spirit. The field swayed around him. Wave after wave of corn, slapped by the wind this way and that. It seethed as it moved, glancing first north, then south, as the capricious breeze threatened it from every angle. And still the man stood. Silent....