Authors note: I apologise for the delay as always outside forces tend to disrupt the flow. I had the story finished very early this month but the editing publishing stage took a while. I hope you enjoy it! ~ellie Leon Watt was a spoilt little rich kid. Even at the age of 42 that is how most people viewed him. Tall, arrogant and handsome, he let others r...
Beginning Penance and Punishment Saturday Some construction crews get the weekend off. My boss employed a lot of workers who barely spoke any English. The less English they spoke the more likely we would work every Saturday. I hit the jobsites early but, thankfully, we got finished for the day at a reasonable hour, about six p.m. I had no reason to not go...
Chapter 34 Adison goes back to bed as well, slightly sad to find her beloved injured once more. All Vincent wants is to lead a normal life, but time and time again he ends up on the wrong side of a knife, a claw or this time, a gun. She is not worried for his life this time, all the former occasions have shown he is not likely to infect, and he heals very...
Chapter 31: Children She'd met Zyra at the age of 8. Before that she'd been with her mother. Ginger mostly remembered the sound of her voice, and the soft catch in it as she told her "Stay here," and disappeared into the forest. Her hair was thick and brown like her own, the soft waves brushed her face more than rags and soap. She was a dirty child, and the...
The 19 year old blond was excited to land a position on the student newspaper as a journalist. It was her second year at the major university and journalism was her passion; she envisioned herself as becoming an investigative reporter for a large newspaper or TV station and thought that this was a great way to hone her skills but starting at the bottom was d...
"Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead. We must therefore accept it without complaint when they sometimes collide with a bit of reality against which they are dashed to pieces." -- Sigmund Freud * Chapter One The color of the sky... when you stare long enough blends with the ocean so well the v...
It was still the middle of the night, though Adrielle felt fully rested. Her head felt the clearest it had felt since she had been captured, and she felt like learning what she could from Morgana's other servants. Perhaps a few of them were still up. Was there a better time than the present? She got up from her bed and wandered around the hallways looking...
Author's note: This series is my homage to the manga and anime series, "Baki the Grappler". Yes, I know there are about 3 different mangas and I think 2 different animes with different titles, but I'll just call the whole thing "Baki the Grappler". So, meet Bachiko. Any resemblance to the original work in terms of characters, plot and theme is entirely inten...
Chapter 7 - Shopping, Dove Falconhand, Cheap Wine, and Han Solo Before Natalie went downstairs to meet Lou to go on their shopping excursion she decided to change clothes and when she took off her mage robe she noticed it clean as if new. She expected to find dirt and even blood on it from holding Rain the previous night but there was not a spec of dirt or...
Author's notes: This story was written for and inspired by a friend of mine. Hopefully you get a chance to read the final draft. ******************** I clutched the hard, unforgiving steel in my hand like my life depended on it. The pistol grip felt comfortable; inviting even, like it was made for me. My finger hovered over the trigger, twitching ever...