A flaming aperture splits the sky, and from that molten portal comes Dornathon, screaming like a shooting star, belched from the cloaca of the universe. The air warps around him, rippling his flesh, buffeting his brain, bulging his eyes from their sockets. He is a comet, a celestial body falling to earth. Around and above him, stars define the night sky, and...
Steve the Man of Virtue JOHN AITEK, JULY 2011 CHAPTER ONE Steve sat on the sofa at home one Sunday afternoon when all of a sudden he felt sexually aroused. His birthday had only been last week, and he had turned thirty. What really bothered him during my birthday was the fact that he was still a virgin. His friends at work had been putting him down for be...
(For the story to this time, please read Leni's Ordeal: Berlin 1945) ***** The small farm bordered the river not far from Havelsee. Helmut kept his barge tied to a small wharf there, living off the trade in potatoes and cabbage between the Havel and starvation stricken, Russian occupied Berlin, 100 kilometers to the east. World War 2 had ended only a few d...
(For the story to this time, please read Leni's Ordeal Chapter 01: Berlin 1945 and Leni's Ordeal Chapter 02: Havelsee) "A countess this time, hey Harry?" his uncle teased him. Young Captain Lord Harry Balfour sat wearily in the library of his uncle's requisitioned house in Gatow noting that, despite the early hour, Sir Randall Macloskie perched wide awake...
Leni brushed the large bay horse and hummed to herself. The dirt and loose hair drifted in the breeze, unfortunately right into her face. She blew her breath out in a sigh and wiped her brow with the dingy apron that hung around her slender waist. Some of the dirt stuck to her forehead but she didn't care. She tucked a stray strand of her red hair back into...
May 2, 1945 Leni had been in the basement a long time. She thought this might be the seventh or eighth night. Maybe, she thought, maybe the battle would end soon. She lived with her mother in the center of Berlin in an old, empire style apartment near the large park called the Tiergarten. Her father, even though too old for war, had been drafted by the Volk...
A tall man named Leni walks into a bar he's dressed in all black. a trench coat buttoned tightly, black boots, gloves, a round brimmed hat, pulled over he's eyes. He's that mysterious guy, you just want to find out more about but you scared of him. He slices through the nobodies. Almost every woman's head is turned. He buys a beer and gulps. The mood is chan...
Leni raced down the empty corridors and stairs; the dungeon was buried deep in the bowels of the castle. The walls went from white to a dingy grey as she descended the last staircase. It was dark, wet, and cold. Kieran must be miserable she thought. She listened and heard a guard coming towards her. She didn't want to kill anyone, but she had nowhere to hide...
GMPM 2016 It was an uncomfortably warm night in Lagos, Nigeria. It had been raining intermittently all day which did nothing to alleviate the humidity. At times the thunderstorm activity which seemed to come and go in waves throughout the area brought down a literal deluge of water upon the city and airport. Perry Voinich just wanted to put the whole place...
Hi. Here you go. The second part to my new series that half the people wanted and the other half didn't. I've actually got this idea to intertwine all of my stories into a certain time and place so that they are all related because I'm just weird like that. Anyways, hope you enjoy! ~E P.S. I sort of have a thing for biting, so, yeah... and this is a "revi...