Meet Father James Nyondo, a thirty-something black man living in the town of Kibuli, not far from the City of Kampala, Uganda. In this small African country where priests and preachers from Europe have spent generations converting the locals to Christianity, becoming a priest or a preacher is a sign of high status. Father James Nyondo loves being a Catholic...
Ishan looked in the mirror as he buttoned up his shirt. Tonight was the night he became next in line to lead the clan. A demon mixed with elven he could be considered cold at times but he also had a soft side very few had seen. His mind was racing not with millions of things but one thought in particular; his father had told Ishan he had a gift for Ishan tha...
Chapter One -- First Meet I was born in the year 1623, and I was lucky to survive to be as old as I am now. Unfortunately my mother wasn't as lucky. She died giving birth to me, as she couldn't afford a midwife, and the only one in our small town who would do it for free was supposedly a witch. And nobody wanted to be associated with a witch. When I was b...
In the year that Lord Twelve Serpents sacrificed his nine virgin daughters to make the rain fall from the sky again was born into the world a child. And at his first cry his mother rolled up her eyes into her head and chanted: He shall be called Jaguar Claw He shall eat up his enemies And sacrifice their daughters Their blood shall rise to heaven And prais...
Chapter 8: An Unexpected Revelation It took several days for me to recover from my vigorous session with Stacy. My recovery soon turned into a total lack of female companionship. I was left to occupy my time with my teaching. Preparation and the actual teaching of the classes assigned to me took up a large portion of my time in the daytime, but leaving my n...
Chapter 17 The Farmer's Daughter and the Traveling Salesman In those days with the roads rutted and washed out by the first hard rain, unless expanding their routes and/or enjoying being stuck in the mud, traveling salesmen didn't stray and venture out much further than a few miles past the city limits. There were plenty of farms bunched together near the...
The following account is fiction, which is based on the well-documented Legend of Pope Joan, the first, and last female Pope of the Catholic Church. As this story took place in the ninth century A.D., which means of the Christian era; or Year of our Lord, many of the terms are from ancient languages. Words such as slitten, which is Old English for slit, and...
Suddenly the door opened, and a small messenger came in. "Sir, a message from your father has arrived." Esric cursed under his breath and slowly took his arms from around Tecor, who quickly fled from him. He sighed and mourned what could have been that night. His hard, angry eyes turned to the servant, who was looking down at the floor as he played with...
A lot of things have changed for my brothers and I since we were little cubs. I for one found out that I was human, and not a werewolf. However, my family loved me no matter what. Unfortunately, I had to stay away from other wolves. Father would never explain why to me, but I had a feeling I knew the reason. When the boys found out I was human, nothing chang...
"Maybe plastic pants would help," Epiphany said to my father, as I stood there, pants around my ankles, having just had yet another whipping for bedwetting. This time, in front of my college crush! I love Epiphany so much. We call her "Piff" for short at Buttermilk State, and she is easily the cutest girl in the junior class. Because of Father's rules, f...