"I can't fucking believe it. We just got fire-bombed by Michigan Mike from motherfucking Munich!" are the first words Mira hears when she comes to. She feels wind on her face and the sun is a glaring, cantankerous orb in the flawless blue sky above her. Every piece of her feels burned, sore. She tries to sit up. "Lay down honey, there's nothing to see here!...
Mystic Shadow and the Furies Her eyes opened slowly in the room that once was her bedroom before her demise. Why am I back here? She thought to herself sitting up in bed looking around at the room that had been left just the way it was forty years ago before her and Knight Shadow along with their warriors were sent home. She pinched her skin to see if this...
Marquise Smith 1500 Guyenne, France, began the time where war was raging between Lycans and werewolves. You might ask, aren't they both the same? No, they're not. Two entirely different species. While werewolves are what people portray in urban legends, Lycans are much more muscular than average werewolves are. With enhanced durability, reflexes, coordinati...
Glancing up at the numerous flat screen TVs playing all the games a sports fanatic could wish for, the woman rolled her eyes and looked back down at her book. She hated having to accompany her husband to the country club on game days. None of her girl friends were required by their husbands to join them like she was, so she never had anyone to go off and pla...
The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: "Jilnar Jardaly vs. Max Hardcore" Jilnar hesitated for a moment, and then sighed deeply before grabbing the knocker on the door and tapping it a few times. She bit her lower lip and waited. A few short seconds later the door...
To say that it had been a long day would be an understatement. Amelia had gone home sick right after coming back from lunch and Courtney had to leave a few hours early because of a doctor's appointment, both of which left her alone in the massive library. Cursing her bad luck, she figured she was in for another two hours of checking in books and re-shelving...
Hi guys here is part 2. Ring ring. Ring ring. 'Who is calling me so early in the morning?' Taylor is not a morning person, especially if she went out the night before and had a few drinks. Mya and Dominique know not to call me when they have keys to my house. "Hello." "Good afternoon miss taylor, it's michael." Taylor jumped out of bed. "Hi michael...
In this third segment a new female protagonist is introduced. She's occasionally referred to as a child. The author categorically states if the character came to Earth from The Known World modern science would prove she has lived a minimum of 18 years (or as the inhabitants of The Known World would say: "What is a year?") They have a different concept of tim...
It was another boring day of making the graphics for the word presentation that she had already written out, nothing she was certain would hold her interest; just circles, triangles and arrows. She looked at the computer screen dully, she had put a triangle, arrow and circle side by side and was searching the depths of her soul to commit the sizes and placem...
After the private posing session I did for the Gang of Three in Ms. Reynolds classroom (WVC Ch.27 - the Private Drawing Session), Valerie and Erika waited for the other students to leave. Then the two Club members escorted me outside to make certain none of the three were lying in wait on the steps of the Art Building. I had hoped to be able to spend some so...