----=(Taxi Gate 7, Part 1)=---- Taxi gate 7 was a hallway which appeared pleasing to the eye in a neutral manner. Below average human shoulder height the walls were coloured in a calm, not too bright, shade of blue. At shoulder height and above, the walls were also decorated with intricate ornaments. Bronze, gold and a few streaks of black dominated the orn...
I apologize for the delay. Blame it on the Christmas holidays. Hope chapter 3 is worth the wait, but to tell the truth I struggled to get back into the story. * Luke thought of calling security to escort Elizabeth out of the building. She had managed to reach his office as it was only because Mrs Read was at lunch. Knowing Elizabeth she had timed her visit...
In the eighties, in Russia, there was no honeymoon trips for "Just married" couples. Or at least, they were just starting to become usual. "Svàdebnoe puteshèvstvie", this was he Russian term. My man would have liked to go home with me for a while, to Florence, but he could not leave his work place for a long period, and not even I could get a passport and a...
Author's Note:- This story was inspired by the weather and my study days but I am not sure what I am trying to convey in this story and where I am getting at. Writing is therapeutic to me and helps me focus on something specific because I think a lot. If you had enjoyed this story and would like me to continue, feel free to let me know. I will try to devise...
PROLOGUE -- THE RISE OF THE STORM "Rainy days as I urge my fingers to jot Down, words so lovingly devastating; that I should swell beneath this body; alas To rise again; with the slightest spark; that Love is there to all." Chapter I -- what a storm! From a great distance, one could see contrasts. The nearer silhouettes, those of a man and a wo...
Chapter 1: Session Mistress, this is my report from the assignment you gave to me to find a "do-me sub" and attempt to turn him into a real sub. As you likely anticipated, this assignment was extremely enlightening to me and led me in directions I did not dream it could go. Since you will be posting this on your web page I will add some explanation for its...
"Balok..." Rose whispered his name, a bit scared that she would pronounce it wrongly. He rewarded her with small, but warm smile. The same smile, that told her that she was safe with him, when she lost her virginity. Strangely as it was, this dark elf was good natured. All she ever heard about dark elves was that they were merciless killers who would kill a...
The call was less than that, being no more than a yearning he was reluctant to send out even as he was sure they would heed it. All the horses that had been in Quagari had been appropriated by the Zidjma with what little wildlife and livestock there had been. Nothing but the overly large blood sucking insects that droned continuously in the dry heat, irritat...
Kirsty leaned her head into her palms. She was so tired that she was tempted to actually lay it on her desk for a brief nap. If she did though, she feared she might be late for her final appointment of the day. Of the week. It gave new meaning to TGIF. Even better, this was not the perfunctory Sunday brunch with her parents. Which meant she could relax, perh...
I would like to thank Georgia Alice for helping me with naming and dressing the characters. Somewhere by the end of this episode, during the final scene, I have made a stylistic mistake, it was done on purpose for the readers entertainment. I am curious what you think about it; please, let me know in the comments or via email. Any kind of feedback, especia...