Angel & The Word Man: The Meeting Standing at the bus stop, Janet paced back and forth. Checking her watch periodically, well more like every minute. He was coming home. Was this real, she wondered, is he truly coming home, my soul mate, my best friend, my fiancée, and by tonight, my lover. She could not believe that the time had finally come. After 6 mont...
Arching her back, Cassandra raised her arms over her head stretching her lean frame as she stepped outside. Today was going to be excellent! She had graduated from college last week and was finally going home. Her gaze trailed across the parking lot to her car and the nearby apartments. Home was nothing like this place. Misty-eyed, she thought of the old far...
The Olympus day was dawning, soon it would warm up. I went over to Ben's diner to get something to eat. I had just finished my meal when Talla turned up with a folder in her hand. She sat down, ordered a beer and handed me the papers. "We are agreed," she said, "the ship is suitable for what we need. Pedro is unhappy with the communications equipment. He ha...
"We've been invited to her home!" an excited Andrea announced after she and Crystal emerged from the hotel lobby's public phone booth. "Whose home?" I wondered, not really having paid much attention. I was sitting splayed across one of the Crown Hotel's most threadbare red velour sofas. We were now on the latest stop of our trans-American tour and in the c...
Readers of a story that I've posted on another web site will find the basis of this story to be a familiar one. But I assure everyone that this story isn't based on the same premise and the difference will become apparent as the story goes along. I promise. CHAPTER 3 'Someone was knocking on the door again,' Sabella thought to herself as she listened to th...
4 I woke up to a familiar searing pain in my left shoulder; the one that had hit the wall when I charged the Batter. I blinked my eyes into focus my arm and shoulder were wedged into the couch cushions. My right foot wedged into the corner I had slept as twisted up as a tasty twizzler. I straightened out and stretched a deep unattractive stretch and scratch...
Author's note: I wrote this in a kind of high style, a bit different from my first few stories. If it seems a bit too mythical, or over the top, or out of character, or whatever, it's because I believe that characters like Morgaine Le Fay deserve a little more respect. After all, they've been around for hundreds of years. Hope you enjoy it. * She stands, a...
Chapter Two The next morning Her training continues, a good friend joins the fun Rachel entered the kitchen wearing and ivory lace camisole and matching little thong asking immediately if it were alright to wear the sexy pieces instead of just being nude. Dan agreed that wearing those frilly pieces was sexier than just nothing. Rachel had that dreamy, fre...
Chapter Two - Serena and the Duke Carefully Sabbina lays back on the bed, it wouldn't do to tangle the wires from the electrodes taped to her head. The mushrooms are already clouding her vision and making her disorientated. Incoherent images float in the peak of the mirrored pyramid which encloses her. She feels her consciousness dissolving into the fog ~ ~...
I thought a lighter story with some satire and a spy background could be fun. Set in the near future - or perhaps it already is happening? I always appreciate feedback. ***** One Friday afternoon at Vauxhall Bridge, London, a meeting took place. "Minister, welcome, may I congratulate you on your new role. Let's go directly to the briefing room." "Harri...