Smythe strode back and forth along the short row of villagers, eyeing them critically. They stood in a crooked line across the Chapel's training yard, spears and pikes dug up from Elaina's basement held haphazardly before them in uncertain hands. A few held lances retrieved from the bodies of Heralds that no longer required them. The steel tips of the lances...
I would like to tell my readers that those searching for quick, fast and furious action will probably be better off looking elsewhere but I hope that those who want to read a good story will find this one rewarding. Conversations that took place in Hindi are recorded in italics followed immediately with an English translation. Those familiar with Hindi may...
"Somebody needs to know the time glad that I'm here, Watching the skirts you start to flirt, now you're in gear, Go to a show you hope she goes, I've got nothing to say but it's O.K., Good morning good morning, good morning good morning." "So? Are we ready to tackle Dinosaur National Monument this morning?" "If you really want to go there, yes. But, to be...
Philip Johnson Prologue The offer of impressive things for free creates greed. Start by throwing in a generous amount of free vacation with impressive free goodies, and all worth tens of thousands of dollars. Add a few vital ingredients like...well let's throw in a great amount of nudity. Add a lot of passion and lust, and cook the recipe in a hot tropi...
At six PM, Gwen and Steve briefly met with their friends and families at Valhalla to establish the order they would arrive at the movie premier. Becky and Pete had been unable to accompany Gwen and her entourage on the world tour because they had been filming their action/adventure television series on location. They were obviously happy to be back in Asgard...
There was no doubt: she was crying. It triggered a reflex in him to reach out and comfort her. Except – he didn't. Why should he? She wasn't the one hurt, was she? He was. So why should she be the one crying? And yet, she was. Clear liquid trembled on the lower rims of her beautiful eyes – reflecting the candlelight. For a moment it clung to her painted l...
To refresh your memory I reproduce the last few lines of part 7: 'MOMMY' he shouted and embraced Razia. 'Nice to have you back' Razia said kissing the lad, 'you little rascal what are you doing here shouldn't you be in college?' 'Sure but due to unusually long dry spell there was no water in the hostel and the vacations were only a week away therefore t...
Dear reader, After completing the fifth part of this story I thought I was done with it but I received many messages asking me to continue with the story. Thanks guys. I love you. In deference to your wishes here is part 6 and... I hope you will enjoy this part also. Please remember to send your comments and don't forget to vote. Take care. Saheb...
For starters, my thanks to PokingFun for keeping her head above the rip tide long enough to edit this work. To Smutol, who fought with me - A LOT - but provided invaluable input into character interactions and was often the voice for 'the little guy'. To Talonwolf because apparently the ATF can't do their jobs to my satisfaction. To the Voice Howling In t...
Scarlett awoke the next morning to the sound of her door slamming shut. It was an old oak door and it had a tendency to make more noise than expected. Scarlett sat up in bed and tried to remember the night before. Everything was a bit hazy for about a second before all the memories rushed back. Scarlett slumped back on the bed in disappointment. The night...