The second case for TT, and again, just for fun. TT Spalding- PI – The Partridge Case Maggie reminded me that I had a 3 pm appointment with a Mr. Henry Partridge today so I pulled out my trusty log book to review the client. What I had written there was in my own style and brought a picture of him to mind. When Henry Partridge came into my office, I knew...
So this is something I've been working on over some time now, with friends or just on my own. Curiosity has made me edit them into this format to see if others have other ideas for the various situations. With that said let me give you the rundown. My character, Skylar Bloodrose, is a female anthropomorphic fennec fox with a twist. Her tail isn't the usual f...
How many times have you heard the Story, Blood-drinkers, Immortals, Lords, and Ladies of the Night, Counts and Princes, Castles and interviews, Dracula, Seline, Orlok..... Edward. (Lets Ignore that one for sanity's sake.) But with all of the Legend and Myth, it leaves one wondering if there is any truth to it all, anything remotely real? One thing that has,...
Chapter Three - Reese and LeBron The woman was dozing fitfully when the iphone buzzed. She snatched it up and read the screen. 'LeBron' it said. She swiped the screen and answered. "Sheeit bitch you in some hot water now," it was the pimp from the hotel lobby and later back-alley humper, but of no use to her now that she could think of. "I thought you d...
Not nearly done yet, Susan steps out of the shadows to find her next victim. Having gotten away with murder, with her not even a suspect in her doctor's and/or in her boyfriend's murders, what she thought was the end to her psychotic spree of killing men was only the beginning. With the doctor deemed officially killed by driving his Ferrari too recklessly f...
There comes a time in every man's life when he stands at the brink of a precipice. He must decide whether to do what is right for him, a good idea, or what is right for her. Trevor had reached this point. He stood there in the driving rain, trying to decide whether to break her heart, which was best, or let her keep on believing that she was the one that he...
This story is totally fiction. It was inspired by a bunch of guys at a bachelor party that had a healthy interracial mix and strong mafia connections. * Dexter Williams strolled through the front doors of the five star hotel like he owned it. Making his way to the restaurant/lounge at the back of the hotel's first floor, he could hear the band playing in...
Letter 20 Day 21 Saturday, at the lake Dearest Have gone to Lily's empty cottage. Drove up early this morning. Am sitting on the porch, looking at the people swimming in the lake. They come in so many shapes and sizes. The variety in human bodies fascinates me. Lions and wrens and beavers and ants all look the same. Only our best friends (Lucky sends h...
Jessie's POV Larry collapsed to his knees as she was hauled out of the courtroom, being taken to the field out back where punishments were carried out. John helped him back up. "Come on, you don't need to see this," he said as he turned him around. "NO!" Larry shook him off. "I promised her I'd be there to the end. Someone has to be there for her." I l...
Ah, those were the days. My first car was not a normal car. It was a 1970 Chrysler New Yorker with a 440 Magnum TNT police interceptor pursuit engine that put out 418 horsepower and more than 500 pound feet of torque. It had a passing gear at 95, no shit. The carburetor would open up and the sound of a tingling bell could be heard inside the car. No fuel...