This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. The miracle is not a person jumping into a torrent to save another. It is the dozen who form a chain to pull them both out. Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. There is a bit of mangling of the Ili...
ONE Janet needed passport sized photos. She was nearly broke again; her housecleaning jobs were poor paying and infrequent, and the guru kept pressing--oh, so spiritually--for larger and larger contributions to the ashram. Now applying for a new job--any job--she was finding that all the agencies required voluminous resumés and documentation, including phot...
Written by Claudia Belle, and edited by Karen Cole-Peralta. ONE It was one of those empty, Godforsaken nights. Jessica's lonely mind was on the twilight ending, and heading home to her dog. It would be another painfully bitter evening, she thought to herself. A tad bit restless. She felt, well, bitchy. Even the days had been cold, and it had been a long...
Prolog Far away on a planet called Meowlyn a beautiful young kitten was on trial before the elders. She couldn't figure out what she had done, but before she could even open her mouth to plead her innocence she was found guilty. "The only way you can prove your innocence, A'Yanna is to make sure you still carry your jewel. And to do that you must lose you...
Warning: this story has subjects relating to abuse and a range of other very dark subjects if you are sensitive about this then please don't read if you do then enjoy and don't worry it's a love story there's always a happy ending in a love story. ----- An old plastic tray in my hands waiting in line to get some food, looking around at all the people in th...
All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely unintentional. Part of the Wine & Old Lace event, with a few literals corrected. PROLOGUE WE walked slowly, almost reluctantly from the warm and stifling waiting room across to Platform 7, to where the puffing engine had just dragged its train of c...
Unwelcome Philip Johnson Prologue Good and bad things often come into our lives without warning, and that's how it was with Ben Whitehead. A simple impulsive notion to alter his homeward travels just so he could spend a short time dwelling on a place and time from his childhood. All so innocent and understandable. Something that many might consider doing,...
This time, I have tried to 'see' things from a 'sub-perspective' -- hoping you will not just find it 'more of the same'. Comments and critique are as usual very, very welcome -- and thank you for reading. Chapter One Prologue "You coming downstairs? It's getting late and I want to be there on time!" George's voice boomed up the staircase and all th...
SARA: You should have seen them running back into the locker room five minutes into practice GINA: They were dancing about five minutes into practice It was hillarious KAREN: Did you put the cream in our uniforms? Please tell me you didn't ☹ REBECCA: You and your cunt friends are dead bitch COURTNEY: Lunch tomorrow? 😉 JULIE: I miss you already Th...
Note from the Author: Hi everyone! It has taken me a long time to imagine and write this story; in fact, I find it more and more difficult to find a fresh take on the corny love stories I so obviously crave. In any case, I began weaving this tale during a James Bond soundtrack phase on my IPod, this winter. As always, I hope you have a pleasant and exciting...