It was my girlfriend, Emma's birthday. She'd hit twenty a few months before I did, and her folks had let her invite as many people as she wanted. I'm sure the unspoken terms of the agreement included not inviting me. They'd looked none too impressed when I'd shown up, glowering at myself and their daughter in turn before they headed off to hide in some dista...
David wanted nothing more than to spend another night with Miranda, at her place or his. He didn't care as long as they were together. From the moment he saw her, David felt an instant attraction to Miranda that was more than physical. He felt they had connected on another level, one that transcended the amazing sex they had the night before yet heightened t...
Ivy walked the halls of power. She'd never seen them intact before. Ripping through them with her vines, yes, but not like this. It was fascinating, anthropologically speaking. Here was where old men decided how long the Earth should live once they were done with it, where forests were reduced to numbers and those numbers subtracted, divided, zeroed. Where a...
Part One: The Meeting Having picked up her luggage, Angel walked out of the terminal and into the bright sunlight. Allowing a short time for her eyes to adjust to the brightness, she finds a man, a short but pleasantly dress man, standing with a sigh with her name on it. As she walks toward the man she smiles, sticks out her hand and says, “I am Angel.”...
Glancing at his reflection in her mirror, she followed the movements of his hands. He was standing in front of the vanity in the en suite, twisting the knot of his tie into place. He was 6'5" with a muscular physique which he honed daily, for reasons of fitness rather than vanity. His disarmingly blue eyes contrasted heavily with the rest of his form. His bo...
"Would you care for a goblet of wine?" Baron Kruelin said to his guest. The Baron, an infamously brutal warchief, now the ruler of the Kingdom of Baka, was not known for extending hospitality. However, this was a special case, he wanted his guest to feel comfortable. "No thank you, My Lord." the man said. His long, stringy dark hair obscured his eyes. The m...
The sounds of battle resounded through the little village of huts- the shrill screams and war-cries of the cannibals intermingling with the dull, mindless roars of rage from the zombies. Saetha and Giton stood at the door of Jeff's hut, where the last few remaining survivors of the shipwreck had taken a last stand. "Looks like Ules is getting more powerful...
Shattrath City expanded in a wide field of destruction beneath Pinter and Mandala. Once the bastion of Draenei civilization, the hub of all enterprise, philosophy, and religion of Draenor culture, the city was a smoldering heap. Pinter had been here before. She was sure Mandala had been here, too. Alliance and Horde forces had joined Khadgar, Thrall, and oth...
A special thanks PostScriptor for his editing and suggestions. * "What do you want for your birthday? Anything special? Something different maybe?" Garrett asked, smiling at his petite wife. She looked at him and blushed, the pretty pink coloring her cheeks delightfully. Could she really tell him what she wanted? Was it really what she wanted anyway? Or w...
"Honey, let's go someplace warm!" I ventured, as we started to plan our vacation. It'd been a long, cold winter, and I wanted to bake in the sun for a while. "That's a great idea, darling. I've always wanted to photograph some of those fantastic land formations in places like The Arches, and Bryce Canyon," my husband, Jack, replied. So, after a few length...