Authors Note: Press like if you like it and anyone is welcome to add whatever they want to the story. I like to sleep late which is why it was annoying when my room shook and I heard "WELL THEN I DIDN'T REALIZE YOU STARTED USING WOMEN'S MAKEUP MY MISTAKE JOHN" before something else was said and a door slammed. Doing what was came naturally I rolled...
That first night during dinner her mom, tears flowing, handed newly graduated Billie Summers, MA, a check for $30,000, being a return of Billie's big advance payment for her first novel. That return of money reminded Billie of the big gamble Sam Sorensen had taken on her in over-spending on a new author's advance but happily that investment had been returne...
Because Viktoria wanted to keep her occupation a secret, she travelled seventy kilometres by bus each morning to a city where she knew nobody. Today was the first of November and the familiar landscape was lost under a covering of still pristine snow. Gazing through the bus window, Viktoria's thoughts turned to Ivan, her husband of two years. He had change...
You stand before a floating book on a glowing pedestal. Rays of divine light falls from above, landing down over you and the book, the light block out everything from your sight save for what it touches. The book looks relatively old, with its cover worn and the paper within having clearly aged. The title, engraved in gold, was in big letters. "Xirix.&q...
It’s dark as you look out into the night. Your small cramped room is illuminated by the soft glow of candle light. It had been a rough fourteen years you went through to train. You had almost given up hope during your trials of knighthood, but you persisted and ended up here. In a cramped servants quarters in Hevidish Castle, that stinks of excrement and smo...
It's taken me a long time to make my confession. I am 34 years old. I am ordinary in most ways that you would notice or probably care about. My name is Nina. That's not my given name. I live in New Orleans now. I was born in a small, poor town in Arkansas, and then lived in a few places around the same State. I finally came to the Big Easy two years ago. O...
Copyright (c) 2018 James Miehoff, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. ----- This is one of a series of stories set in the Land of Etherium, a place out of time where wizards channeled mana and a host of creatures we call fairy tales roamed the lands. It is said these tales occurred almost 27...
Guatemala City 1/1990 *** Everything in this story is true, as in it actually happened. Not all at the same time. Probably not in the same exact sequence, or with or to the exact same people. Which likely doesn't matter because I changed some names, and have forgotten others. That's a consequence of getting older and not having written it down those many y...
1. Thirty-two years later. He was awake, but he didn't want to move. Hell, he didn't even want to open his eyes ... or even breathe for that matter. Without the need of a clock or window Shane knew the sun hadn't even started to rise, but awake he was. In a pathetic display that would have shocked many who saw it, he buried his head under his pillow and tr...
With this story, I am going to begin a new form of storytelling. This story is open-ended -- that is to say, it will continue as I have new tales to tell and end when it ends. I hope you enjoy this first installment and will look forward to further adventures as I write them. The sunlight streamed into the bedroom of the Chateau, signaling the start of a n...