In 1969 a WW2 veteran comes to grips with his demons and a wife's infidelity. * The pain seemed to emanate from everywhere as I lay in the bed listening to the incessant beeping of a machine somewhere to the right of my head. With a jolt I grasped I was in a hospital and must be seriously injured judging by the amount of pain I was enduring. I was disor...
She heard the sound in her mind. 'A howl?' It seemed mournful to her, but then again, most howls sounded like they were in mourning. She had always tried to follow whatever it was that lurked within her and she felt at peace when she caught glimpses. It had never shown itself or made a sound until now. She felt consciousness start to come back as she faded f...
I'm not going to go into every detail of my life, looks, wants, or needs because – simply put – most of it isn't important. I'm a "just the facts ma'am" guy so forget the window dressing. While my story revolves around what I always refer to as "The Event," there is some background necessary so that the average reader will perceive this story to be more li...
NOTE: As mentioned at the start of the story, chapters 11-12 focus on Sarah coping with the trauma sustained throughout the book and for the most part do not include erotic content. Chapter 13 is the conclusion and includes erotic content. ***** A lot of explaining and arguing ensued which ended with Sarah having to submit to going to the hospital for a pr...
(Chapter 13) "Ignoring the Signs" (circa-1978) As soon as you walked through the door the unmistakable aroma of weed and the familiar smell of infidelity left you in no doubt that you had entered the Cavendish Club. As usual the place was full of desperate people, some searching for everlasting love, most of them just after a one night stand. The event...
I heard Brett's voice arguing with Wife and Night Glow. "I have to get him to a hospital or he is going to die. Is that how you want to repay him for all that he has done for you?" "He shall not die," came Wife's reply. "You heard what Raven told us. Husband will live and father many children yet." "Yeah, I heard, but meaning no disrespect, I'd rather put...
It was the first time she had smiled since the accident. The long months of medical prodding, the x-rays, the humiliating sponge baths, and the fearful, worried looks from her Husband were now seeing some hope of conclusion. The news was good. She had healed without complication, and nothing would remain of the accident except bad memories and soaring car in...
This is a work of fiction, taken from the real life experiences of a number of people I know and care about. Mental health awareness is something I am passionate about; men's mental health is often overlooked and played down. If you are affected by any of the topics covered in my story, please seek appropriate help and support. This story may contain trigg...
The heavy steel door to James's room opened, waking him up, and a pair of high heels nimbly approached him. He heard something being set down on the countertop near to his bed. Then, the top half of the steel table he was bound to started to tilt upright as he heard a crank of some sorts being turned. James had no idea what was going on, as he had a black cl...
More of a flash story as deadlines and commitments persist thus limiting my keyboard time. Please read my profile for my stance on comments. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages work too. Marty Robbins: "Love can't be explained, can't be controlled. One day it's warm, next day it's cold." = = = = Growing up I was th...