I'm sitting under the studio lights and across from me is Jay Cosmo, nationally famous chat show host. Out there in the shadows is the audience who queued all night to see this interview live. At least I don't have to worry about make up the way he does since my mask covers my face from hairline to upper lip. The director is giving Jay a hushed count down, t...
Cassandra ********** She lived among the gypsies, black long curly hair, black wide eyes and the body of a goddess. She was named Cassandra. Many feared her, she had dark magical powers. In her 25 years she was taught by the eldest of the tribe, also like her, how to tame, control her powers, and when to use them. Her parents had died when she was a mere...
The full moon was high in the crisp September night when I decided to go for a walk. I don't usually walk at night, but it was such a beautiful night I thought I would throw caution to the wind and go for it. Am I glad I did. When I left the house, I decided that my t-shirt, jeans and sneakers would be enough. I didn't think it would get chilly in the short...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** The Spirit "Siiiilver..." The whisper hissed thr...
This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any real person is just proof there is a pattern to randomness in the universe. All characters are eighteen years and older. The ringing of the cell phone roused Kenny from his slumber. He rubbed his eyes as he stared at the display. "Who is it?" Stella's voice was groggy. "Fuckin' Tony!" Kenny pressed a b...
This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any real person is just amazing. All characters are eighteen years and older. This is the tenth chapter in a series that has amazed me. This is a love story between a boy and a girl. It also is a story of love between people and their way of life. Sadly, it is also a lament to a people whose way of life has b...
This story, is in no way intended to offend any American Indian Culture. The characters, and the story, are strictly fiction. All rights are reserved. My hopes are that you enjoy reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please vote. I'm Jonathon, twenty years old, six feet tall, a hundred, and eighty pounds, and my hair, and beard are prematurely grey...
A lot of my stories start with a general idea and build from there. Share the Road, for example, started with the time I came across a runner with a sprained ankle sprawled by the side of the road and drove her home. I never saw her again, but the story was based on a lot of "what-ifs". The other day I was kidding a female prosecutor I know about her habit...
Part 1 of 2 "Your time has expired. Please deposit additional funds or vacate the unit." The polite voice repeated in Spanish, Japanese, and Canto. The buzzer that followed immediately after was a stark contrast—a dissonant series of tones developed to be especially irritating. The Kiroshi's chrono down in the left corner of my field of vision read 14:27....
I was totally pissed off! 'To hell with them,' I thought. I'd been doing a good job with the Marshal's service but if this is the way that they wanted to treat me, my people, and my work, then they could take that star and stick it where the sun don't shine! I stomped out. Tying my horse to the back of the medical wagon I told my wives climb on, as I'd...