We are the damned, the forgotten, We were kept as pets and fed with carrots until we were slaughtered. We were forced to inbreed to have the most beautiful fur or the most beautiful ears. When the Dark Lord and his Orc came, we were the first to rise up and ask to be taken in. To break our chains. Now we are his allies, equal even if he does not see it. Our...
The term "concise" has never been used to describe one of my stories. Still, the whole gang's at the party. So, here are 750 carefully chosen words and yes, the ending's a little WTF -- just think about it... Enjoy - DT * They drove right past me at an intersection. It was definitely Lee, her blond hair blowing out behind her. What was my wife doing on th...
I'm dying. Oh no, I can hear you saying as you reach for the off button, not another rebarbative list of ailments and vomit inducing descriptions of medical procedures. Don't worry, there will be none of that; in fact I've hardly had a day's illness in my life and only occasionally had to bother the doctor. But the inescapable fact is that I am dying. After...
Stories from this exceptional time in history will be told for years to come. Parents trapped at home, attempting to do their jobs via the internet while also overseeing their children struggle with makeshift lessons from school, businesses closing, gas prices dropping, so many stories to be shared. One such story, one which will most likely not be shared...
(Authoress Note: of course all disclaimers are still in place regarding characters etc., except for one small truth since so many readers have asked me to answer this question. Many of the things I've written about I did at some point in my life. There are more characters in these stories and events never happened such as these stories. I am also sorry for e...
Author's note: I did this one a while back, let me know what you think and if you like it, i will submit the other chapters for it, if not, well, can't win them all "Here we are darlin', you sure you won't go on to New York with me?" The trucker who had picked her up in Miami grinned at her as she gathered up her duffel bag from the bunk. "You've been goo...
Writer's note: Great to be back. A previous story of mine, The Girl You Can't Have, has always haunted me. Not sure if I will add more to that, but this takes place in the same world yet in a different location. The human soldier in the previous story was likely from the opposing country to the humans in this story. When we really consider the classic mediev...
Does anyone really ever understand what they're signing up for when they decide to have kids? You might think you do, you've heard the jokes and seen the movies, but really, it's quite a life changer. After my wife and I first had our daughter, it was sometimes difficult to get away for a quiet evening, what with night classes and taking care of our little g...
Dave and Susan begin a beautiful friendship over breakfast. "Nice to meet you Susan Jill Parker. I'm Dave. Dave Ryan," he said offering her his big hand. Seeing her up close, as if seeing her for the first time, he saw her bloodied nose, her split lip, and the discolored, puffy mouse under her eye. His hero, she took as much of a beating as she gave. Those...
Note: Please understand that while the subjects covered in this storyline are indeed fantasies of mine, none have been lived out so reality may indeed be far different than what I imagine and write. On top of that I'm not a trained writer so I'm positive there is room for improvement. _________________________________________ I'd had the urges for years, a...