*Editing magic performed by Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* (Two husbands, two wives, one male neighbor -- someone is getting revenge) *I don't want people to go 'Hey, a revenge story' and turning away* (Blackmail, revenge, cheating, anal, cunnilingus, blowjob, older women, younger woman, lesbian, ffm) (Lovi...
Pulling up to Emma's house I waited in the Astra and put some music on. It was one of the cleaner streets I had been on. There were trees where I had parked, saplings held with stakes in the earth, one every forty metres on both pavements. The bins had been put out for tomorrow. I saw a fluttering of curtains in the window of Emma's house and recognised th...
Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, and punctuation. Please see my bio for more information. CHAPTER 1: INTO DARKNESS Jules sat in his crash couch as he fiddled with the bulky, black combat armor that he was wearing over his two-piece...
Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...
... Continuing on from the previous chapter ... Chapter 18 North Dakota Bismarck is a pleasant little city and the state capital of North Dakota. I found myself surprised at how hilly the environment was, particularly near the Missouri River that cut through the city. I'd been on some pretty flat land getting there. The Northern Pacific Railroad dominate...
(c) 2009 by Thrillerauthor When I rolled out of bed that fateful morning, I had no way of knowing that it would be my last day as Matt McCoy. After showering and dressing quickly (how I long for those days!) I bolted out the door for my train, looking forward to another manic day on the floor. Although I was one of the youngest traders at the Chicago exchan...
Sometimes you may think that you know that certain person with whom you work or who lives next door, who they are and what they are all about, but how many times have you been surprised by what you find when you truly get to know them ... Part 1 'He walked right past me,' Kellie Andrews thought, her proud shoulders drooping and her spirit sagging just a b...
This started out as part of my Conversations universe, but turned out a much longer story than I usually write. I do not apologise for its length, however, having received several emails complaining that I just write flash stories and offer nothing that readers can really get their teeth into. If you're not keen on long stories -- don't read it. If you're...
This is the fourth chapter in this series. Minimal effort has been made to explain backstory, so it is recommended that chapters one through three be read first. ***** By sunset on the fifth of July, the first floor walls were mostly in place of the cabin Jordan was building on the land he had inherited. High stone exterior walls were built, but the cement...
"This meeting of the Kaplan University chapter of Sigma Sigma Sigma will come to order," said Sir Warwick Carlisle, president of the frat as he gaveled for silence. "Give me your attention." The brothers seated along the long mahogany table in the dining room of the frat house, dressed as usual for the monthly house business meeting in khaki trousers, white...