Chapter Thirty-three -- The End of the Journey Vesna spent the next day riding west through thick forests, and the day after that riding north. Whenever she was not worried about simple survival she pondered a growing question in her mind: Home...what exactly was home? After ten years of wandering she was no closer to knowing the answer than when she starte...
My name is Betty Jean. I was raised on a small mid west farm . My dad rented the farm and so mom helped with the field work and raised a large vegetable garden to help ends meet. Money was very tight and at a very early age I was expected to help with the farm chores. I didn't mind this as I always liked animals and made them my pets much to the dismay of my...
Author's Note: This was going to be a last minute entry in the Earth Day Contest, but I didn't have it ready in time. I probably could've gotten it posted before the deadline, but in the end, I decided I'd rather have a regular story I could be proud of, than an unproofread contest entry. I hope you think this was worth the delay. Enjoy! * Inebni was a ki...
This is the last chapter of this romantic Crime thriller, and I hope you enjoyed it. If you are looking for your own romantic other for your life, I hope you find them, or if you are already with the one you love, I wish you a long and sensuous life So read on to find out what happens to Jake and Hannah, and the rest of the people in this story. * Frank...
Silage season had started on the farm. In order to see my husband I would have to go ride in a piece of farm machinery. And being his birthday, made it an even bigger reason to go out. The big 4 0 hit him. All the jokes about being old were now upon him. Which I used at my convenience when appropriate. I drove out to the farm. It was scorching hot this week...
It was Elle's first visit to the Slave Farm; never in her wildest dreams did she think she would end up in such a place. Her old Master had decided he wanted to cut down on his slaves and had heard of the Slave Auction to be held on the first Tuesday of April. He did not wish to make money, although a slave in prime condition, as Elle was, brought a tidy su...
Jack Morgan's trusty old F150 bounced down the nearly impassable trail and bounced through the last dry wash before he reached his destination. He could see the trail of dust hanging in the still air behind. It was a typical mid August day in Southwest Missouri. It was hot and dry with no real chance of rain for some time. When Jack had left home to go to...
Chapter two: Maria saves Silverholm Maria signaled to Ulf that she wanted to send a message by drawing on the ground with her finger. Ulf gave her pen and paper. Maria sent a letter to her father, telling him that she had found the love of her life and that he should not waste any time trying to talk her out of marrying a commoner. Ulf delivered the letter....
Chapter 1 Dingo (Damien Foster) left the family farm when he was twenty-eight after a bust-up with his father, who'd told him to get a haircut. Clyde advanced pugnaciously and his son who'd defied the command to backdown by saying, "Get knotted" (rejection slang for 'get lost'). Arms at his side, Damien took the punch that landed with a thump just below h...
Chapter 1 The setting sun painted the surrounding hilltops a washed-out orange as the echo of three sudden gunshots penetrated the gloom to the valley floor. Standing outside of the farmhouse, freckle-faced and buxom Flossie (Florence) MacFie, conspicuous with masses of fading red-hair, made four unsuccessful sweeps through binoculars of the rugged foothi...