XC War Eric Esterhazy 2046 There were so many other things Eric would rather be doing. For instance, he could be doing something to address the scandalous rate of immigration from the war-ravaged regions of the world: scarred as they were all the way from India to Kazakhstan and from Tajikistan to Azerbaijan. He could be consolidating his position as Treasu...
My name is Sean Des-Pres. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Two years ago I graduated from the Police Foundations Program at Algonquin College. These days, I'm a fourth-year Criminology student at Carleton University. It's been a tough year so far. The first breath of the year 2012 has been bitterly c...
What would you do if you could live forever? For me, it's a question I fear to ask myself. I'm not sure I would like the answer. My name is Kalibar Barok and I was born in what is today called Tunisia, in Africa. The land in which I was born was once called the Carthaginian Empire. I was born in the summer of 650 B.C. Long before the fall of heroic Carthage...
Dave was tired. He had hardly slept all night. He lay on the bed with Delfina and Betsy recalling their night together. He sat up and looked at them both as they lay sleeping. What a contrast. Delfina, a camera operator for the local TV station had only joined them yesterday. She was a swarthy Middle Eastern Italian woman with big boned shoulders and hips....
Chapter Twenty Three Intrepid - 3754 C.E. "Isaac, isn't it?" the Special Operations Officer asked the naked man sitting on a chair opposite him and who was gently restrained by a low intensity force field. "And where do you come from exactly?" The Holy Crusader might have been defeated but he retained his pride and dignity, despite the humiliation of his c...
Dmitri waved at us as he got into his car. We waved back. Then Elizabeth turned to me. "Interesting fellow," she said. "I like him." I laughed. "You can say it. He's weird. He would be weird even without that whole lycanthropy thing. He's Russian and a musician and he likes playing music that died out a good three hundred years before he was born. He's a w...
In all of my previous writing I've told largely biographical tales, although, I do admit that I sometimes embellished the truth a little, and I always telescoped time frames, otherwise my readers would have died of boredom! In the tale I'm about to relate, however, the whole thing is complete fantasy, developed from some thoughts I had when I was driving bac...
"Let us ask that spouses of ministers please to stand?" the Vicar said. The congregation joined in the applause, but it was not clear whether it was for the number of them present or the fact that one of them was a man. Of course on the dais there was one lady minister. Reverend Ann was about forty years old, slender and a real dark beauty. Her slim buil...
Elena was there before Laura had finished nursing Chloe. Her middle sister was pregnant with her second child in less than two years of marriage. It was ironic really; that her sister had married the man who replaced their grandfather as the Methodist minister. Brad had met the wrong end of their Mama's Smith & Wesson when he first came to check up on the...
He was just too close for her liking. She had to fake a smile, act like she loved the attention he showered her with. They moved together to the melody. Everybody was there, the press, the ministers and politicians, the high class celebrities and the King himself. All eyes were on them as they danced. Her insides were burning with rage. Gregory had tricked h...