The sun rose over the town of Quartier Morin, about thirty miles from the major City of Cap-Haitien in North Haiti. It found Sebastien Renard in bed, sulking. The big and tall young Black man stirred restlessly. Another sleepless night. For the thousandth time he wondered what could have possessed his father, Boston Police sergeant Ernest Renard had left him...
"What do you mean, I don't get to keep them?" A naked Sarah demanded as she followed the nude Casper upstairs. "You just said, you didn't want them." Sarah pouted, "But that my decision; I am the High Mistress." She kicked him lightly in the butt as they came into his bed room. "Didn't we just go over a power lesson?" Casper asked. She smiled, "Yes and I...
The receptionist checks Ellie in with the discrete aplomb English people manage so well. Dressed in a thrilling but unfamiliar fashion she feels like an actress about to appear on stage. Minutes later Carlo closes the hotel room door and hands her a glass of red wine, pleased by her evident excitement. "I knew there was a mutual attraction from the first ti...
It was a beautiful spring day. I was on my lunch break from work after a hard morning in the office and I wanted to make the most of the sunshine. My white shirt glistened in the blazing heat as my tie flapped a little in the breeze. I walked slowly through town, taking in the sights and sounds of the busy city. There was a big match on that day, our suppor...
History books and classes are such faint memories that they feel like something I came up with in a dream. The world changed so suddenly that we seemed to collectively forget about all the little things we did everyday. All of our routines, our celebrations, our passions were swallowed up in an effort to resist fate. But fate has a habit of getting what it w...
Tony went along with Emma's plan to get him more involved in the retirement community and make friends. Emma was employed by the facility as a social coordinator and had taken Tony on as a special project. Emma loved special projects. Emma's plan included exercise for seniors, movie night, writing class, and dance lessons. All of these were held on campus. E...
Chapter One Hundred Forty-Four: Come Here Often? "Wait, what?" I stammered. Rolan and Conrad, two Wardens I'd believed taken by the darkspawn, probably dead, stood in front of me covered in darkspawn blood. Conrad shot me a tired smirk. "Well hello there. Come here often?" I laughed. It was so absurd that I couldn't ask even one of the million question...
Eva sighed as she watched the ball land on the castle floor. She bent over in frustration to pick up the cloth ball for what seemed like the thousandth time. Lost in thought, she didn't hear Stephen enter the tower room. She gasped as she felt a large hand land on her shoulder and quickly turned around to see her lover frozen in mid-greeting. She rolled her...
Jonas Aemilianus Julius was worried. He had sent out a small patrol to investigate rumours of a group of wild women attacking supply routes and they had not returned. Summoning his lead Centurion, Julian Nerva Latinus he asked him if there had been any news. "Sir, there was a terrible storm last night and I expect they took shelter. They should be back soon....
I've often been called an arrogant bastard with psychopathic and megalomaniac tendencies. That's not very flattering. I'm a free-spirited visionary who lacks a conscience and inhibitions. That's what I call myself. In the eyes of the world, I am Paul Jackson Billings, a student at the Alabama Institute of Technology. The world is mine. Nothing you or anyone...