CHAPTER 9: ...But satisfaction brought her back "I don't feel like it," Taloni replied while trying to shoo Pralya out of her shack, but she wasn't going easily. She slipped around the Fey and into the room, standing there with her hands on her hips. "Come on, it'll be fun," Prayla said in her annoying sing-song voice. "You've been moping all afternoon an...
Author's Note: This is the sequel to the story, My Soul-Mate Ch. 1. Minimal story elements will be explained, except as needed. If you are new to this story, or haven't read it in a while I suggest you read it before reading this one. The story is definitely older and I was less experienced with writing but it is suggested that you read it. Also, this story...
Doing a skip-run after his feet hit the ground as he exited the diesel shuttle bus toward the electric trolley bus at the end terminal at Woodman and Patterson, George knew the trolley wouldn't leave him, but he hustled just in case it might. The shoulder strap of the guitar's gig bag slipped down his arm and he made a wild-ass grab to keep from dropping it...
a dreamer Ariadne dreamt, and in her dream she lay on a bed of woody vines. All around her were strange flowers, those strange petaless things which were newly woven into her consciousness. They wound round her with the softest of affections, tickling her face. They were strange unknown things given by her lover, things which she hadn't truly known in...
The idea is that teachers, nurses, bus drivers, cashiers— you name it, are all performers in some form or another. Some choose to play their role a bit more thoroughly than others but, usually, human beings tend to put on a smiling face no matter what is going on in their personal lives. Jaime and Layla's story is my attempt to highlight the depths to which...
*** Hey guys, the first (and shorter) split of what was originally chapter 8. More to follow. Fair warning, this chapter has pseudo-incest themes again. Thanks to Lunarlilith for editing. Enjoy. *** Chris' muscles heaved, beads of sweat dislodging, combining, and running down his bare skin. A salty, miniature flash flood, gaining momentum before...
Authors note: For those of you who've read "The Ya Ya Dildohood", this isn't a continuation of that series, but it is an in depth background into the character "Maggie" of that series. Maggie is based on a real person, though the names have been changed to protect their identities. Not all of the situations in this story are true, though those that are, I ha...
CHAPTER 1: PEST CONTROL "Recruit! Why are there lizards raining from my goddamned vents?" The soldier stood, saluting. "I don't know, Sir!" The Staff Sergeant steadied his wide brimmed hat as a fat reptile fell from the air vent above the mess hall table, bouncing off his head and landing in a gravy boat with a splash. It motored its little legs, trying...
"The separation between past, present and future is only an illusion, though a convincing one..." - Albert Einstein. Feet tucked in close, she sighed, picked up the newspaper and looked over the front page, settled on a story and started reading. From time to time she picked up her coffee, took a sip, a little grin crossing her face here, the shadow of a...
Kimberly was a twenty-one year old girl from a family of four kids. The oldest, Paul fourteen years her elder and Kimberly were very close, so when he was diagnosed with cancer Kimberly was devastated because she did not want to lose the one brother she was close to. Paul was the kind of guy Kimberly could talk to about anything, including boys, drugs, sex a...