Once again I want to thank my editor "Wires" for his assistance with this story. His advice has improved this chapter drastically. I have made a few changes since his last review and want to emphasize any errors are definitely mine. Over the course of the next nine years Roger's country continued to grow. He stopped building new naval ships when he had s...
Pounding on my door while I watch some breaking news on TV. Hot summers day, way too hot to be comfortable, has made me stay indoors instead of working in the field like I should. Growing crops is what I do during this time of year. No work at all, earning nothing is making me really depressed lately. Income is something I should have had by this time but oc...
Timmy was a conservative Airman. He served three years of his four year Air Force hitch in the Philippines. He spent his free time in the first bar that you see as you exit the base bus in the town of Balibago outside of Clark AFB. (The eruption of Mount Pinatubo killed the base) You could almost hit the main gate with a beer bottle. He never got to MacArthu...
To The Reader: Some scientists postulate that more than one universe exists. In fact, there are those who believe that there may be an infinite number of parallel universes that exist side-by-side. This would mean that an infinite number of you exist, in multiple different universes. This theory is so popular that a movie was actually made about it - 2001's...
The Edge. That's what I call it. The Endless Darkness. The Point of No Return. Death. The one thing no living thing cannot escape. In my pride, I thought I could do the impossible. Now, I know better. Life has humbled me. My name is Thor Voltaire. A tall, good-looking man with dark brown skin, long black hair and pale golden eyes. A superman who once tried t...
I frowned as I looked myself over in the mirror not recognizing the man I was looking at since I was out of uniform. For the past five years I had been a soldier. Now I was dressed in a suit befitting a lord of my station. Having grown up on in my fair number foster homes and orphanages I would have called anyone who saw me becoming a lord a fool five years...
It was at the Autumn meeting that the strange story of the "fang" in our "Black Museum" emerged. The museum is really a collection of oddities from round the globe where our members have worked, but "the Fang" is quite famous amongst our members, mostly for it's being among the military bits and pieces. We'd had a damned good Dinner and the Speeches were m...
My idea is simple, cost effective, and it works. My company is called C. O. C. Catchy name isn't it? It stands for Cutout Cops. I make life-sized, cardboard cops that look like the real thing. You see, I use actual police officers as models, pay them a fee to photograph them and to use their image, and reprint their likeness on cardboard. I even make phony...
Three months ago, a miracle happened in the morgue of a small midwestern town—a man who was found dead the night before suddenly awoken. Somehow death had deemed it high time to take a vacation and in his absence, the souls of the damned seemingly went looked for their bodies. Unfortunately for the diener who was working that day the man who returned from th...
Note: Enable Game mode or it will not work as well. Act 1: In which we meet our protagonist. With a groan, the bronze and steel machine came to a halt. The screech of brakes and the hiss of steam filled the air, pulling Walter from his reading. A brief glance around revealed that the train had pulled into a station, the sign posts declaring it to be Southern...