The Final Chapter "Thank you, Jesus!" Mrs. Grayson exclaimed, as the preacher held up the baby and introduced her as Miss Anastasia Giselle Grayson. The baby had just been baptized at the Grayson's family church, Misha and Cedric wholeheartedly agreeing to serve as godparents. Both Lara and Malcolm were wiping away tears, holding hands as they smiled out to...
First things first, I need to thank Madison (ThanatopicFolds). Your keen eye, your love for the written word, plus your generousness, were what this story dearly needed. I really hope you'll have a good trip, in whichever road you choose to take, mate. Family Issues - chapter 3 $$$$$$$$$$$$ The penthouse's door whined as Kevin pushed it, and he cringed. H...
There is this thing about being normal. It is often described as the preferable way to spend our lives, telling us how to behave socially, how to prevent embarrassment, how to be accepted by the people around us. But do we really know how it's properly done? Are there rules, say, things written down? Oh sure, there is the law, of course, and there are...
Bobby leaned backwards, pressing his back down into the soft brown fabric of the couch. He lifted his butt off the cushion, as she grabbed his pants by the front pockets and tugged them down. What are you doing? he thought as he felt his jeans hit the floor around his ankles. He took his eyes off of her pretty little face for just a second, just long enough...
"IN THE DARK" EDITED BY: Miriam Belle CREATIVE CONSULTANT: Simply_Cyn *** The sun illuminated the city of San Francisco in the waning hours of the morning; it's citizens hurrying to and from the home and office. Their business and commerce being of chief importance, lives so thoroughly involved with self that they rarely had time to stop and think of o...
"Which do you think we should use as a tree topper, Merri?" "Beats me. And who cares anyway? What's this need for a tree? It's Christmas Eve already. You'll just want to take it down tomorrow anyway. And it's a lame tree; you sure you got all of the branches it's supposed to have out of that box?" Paul had been buzzing around the silver aluminum artificial...
I close my eyes every night and dream of the same thing always. I’m having a business appointment in your hometown and as I wait in a deserted alley of the industry plant, a stranger in a military uniform approaches. He comes near me. I don’t get scared because I trust men in uniform. He comes even closer without saying a word. I get worried. With a sharp mo...
Georgia had always been known to be stifling in the summer, but even I was more than a little surprised at the string of oppressively hot days that had been plaguing us for weeks. Even throughout the nights the moisture in the air hung like a wet blanket over our noses and mouths, making it hard to breathe. The temperatures remained at a very warm 75 degrees...
CHAPTER 1 For nine years Eliot Dickson had been Charles B. Woodstock's trusted chauffeur, driving Charles everywhere at anytime, day or night. Eliot was paid handsomely for serving the industrialist so devotedly and Eliot often got to enjoy some perks. Charles was happily married, so it was said. He was sixty-three while Elizabeth his second wife was forty...
Listening to the end of a Metallica song, he was in a groove, pounding out some hardware description code for the new design when he heard the sound of a screeching baby overtaking the grind of Kirk Hammett's axe. He lifted the headphones off one ear to make sure everything was OK. The sound of the bathtub filling alerted him; apparently the new nanny was gi...