Manasi remembered how Pawan Kumar had started for Railway station amidst heavy rain in the afternoon for his journey to Visakhapatnam. When she went to bed, it was raining. It had still been raining when she woke up the next morning. The rain bore down mercilessly upon the heart of the city, pounding on the rooftops and turning the streets of the area into m...
Hey Folks, Happy Thanksgiving, I wrote this one with the idea that it would be a nice long Holiday read. It's a bit different from my usual Turkey Day stories. Believe it or not this time the turkey survives. There is no flying food in this story. It is a long one, so those of you who just need a quick two page story should steer clear of it. This year as...
After my Monday morning class, I returned to my grad student's cubicle in Hertz Hall to compile some notes. There was a sticky note from Dr. Keller's secretary asking me to pop in for a brief visit with Keller at my convenience. I walked up the stairs to Keller's office. His gatekeeper secretary smiled nicely and announced me over the telephone. "Go right...
Hi folks. I have lots of warnings about this one. First off this is a long story. So those of you who'd been looking for one of those can be happy, everyone else should probably break it up into chunks and read it at their leisure. Secondly after all of the wild and crazy things I've done over the past month or so, this story has no time travel or alens or s...
Author's note: Hi folks, as usual this is only a story. None of the people in it are real. I made them all up while I was out running or washing my car. Please don't read too much into their motives and motivations because again, it's only a story. Even in real life all of us are different and react differently to situations. If I got some of the technical t...
For those who are following the MAX / LIAR stories, this is the next chapter in the saga. If you are reading this without reading the other stories, you'll be able to follow along. Just remember that there are references to people, places, and relationships from the earlier stories. But that won't hinder you greatly. Hopefully you'll go back and read...
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1 The neon glare from St. Petersburg's Nevsky Prospect was the only light that shone in Sergei Arkedyvich's dim, spartan office. The gangster was seated in an armchair by the wide window, burning cigarette dangling from his meaty lips. He considered the liquid line over halfway down the vodka bottle before him, and regarded the paunchy man sitting across fr...
I'm Evan, a bestselling author in the hard crime fiction genre, but I wanted to tell my own story. This will be a bit more raw for me, and I have to give you, dear Lit.com reader, some background. I can certainly understand if you are only here for the dirty wordies, so if you want to skip ahead to chapter 2 where the sexy stuff starts, I'll understand. And...
I'm killing two metaphoric birds with a single figurative stone here. A bunch of you wanted me to take-up the righteous rod of retribution and smite the two sinners from A Sea Change; while a few readers also wanted me to push my "Totally Unromantic Love Story" series into the next generation. One of you had a really bright idea about how to do that. So, thi...