"How about Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes?" Mr. Morris looked up from his expense report and scowled at Larry, his assistant. "Absolutely not. Out of the question." Larry frowned. "Why not?" "I don't want that scientologist freak around me. Bored me half to death talking about his newfound religion at last year's Cannes Film Festival. Who's next on the list?...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2002 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. I all started in a dingy office in war-shattered London. I was worki...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. I have realised that I am NEVER going to complete all my part-wr...
It's often been said that you find out not who or what you think you want but that which you need when you least expect it. I find this to be true, mainly because it happened to me. The name is Khadra Al-Jubeir and I was born in the City of Jeddah, Saudi Arabia, to a Saudi Arabian father and a Somali immigrant mother. As a Muslim immigrant woman living in th...
I have always been the biggest idiot. You know what that means: I'm smart but the world is a little too fast, a bit too cruel for me, so I often end up with the short end of the stick. It's not that I'm too nice. I'm just not cut out for the cut-throat stuff it takes to get ahead. I also like being alone and being alone can become a habit. Whenever I hear t...
The bar was busy, waitresses moving around with drinks and snacks, the hum of beginning-of-the-weekend chat a constant buzz, a jukebox playing country music just loud enough to hear, not so loud that anyone needed to raise their voice to talk. They'd been lucky, a booth being vacated just as they'd walked in, and they'd taken it gratefully. Drinks ordered, f...
Chapter 3 -- The Wizard The next morning, Maddie bounced down the steps of Dave's apartment building and headed towards the parking lot, seeing Cindy waiting in her car for her. It felt so strange to Maddie that today was Sunday, yet she had not gone to church. Still, she recognized that these were unique circumstances, with a great number of pressing erra...
The Dark Elf Town had schools for its children secluded from the main population of debauchery. Unusual for the species, the dark elves gave free education to every child they could, and the training was quite secular, modest and mundane, from homemaking to sciences for those that could afford the mental capacity. Of course, the majority of the children wh...
To all who have written me about this story. My original intention was to end it with this chapter and I have resolved this initial story line. I have had requests to continue it since people seem to find these characters enjoyable. I'll see if I can come up with some ideas on how to continue it. I can't say for sure. It took me about 4-5 months to get this...
Lost in Eros Book II: The Forest To the Rescue "Your friend is with a group of warrior women who call themselves the Sisterhood," the Wizard explained. Don frowned, "I thought she was with the satyrs." "Well, she was, but apparently the satyrs abandoned her when a scouting party of sisters got too close to their camp. I assure you that your friend has no...