***I hate having to 'splain stuff because it usually means that I didn't make something clear. But I hate having to read it in the comments that I've left a reader in the dust over something that is not clear even more, so hopefully without spoiling this for others, there is a small time shift in this chapter. Small, in that it involves only one character,...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 "I seen you, oh God, where was that?" the hostess of the Casa Ole restaurant said to Bobby Elswell as he and his sister Valerie Elswell waited to be seated. "The Prejean Hour," Valerie suggested. "Yeah, yeah, that's it!" the girl said,...
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"Boom" chapter archive (from part 21) Part 21 Nat was walking with an associate of his brother Nick's named Rudy, a gang member but like almost all of them a nice guy one-on-one- that is, if you were on his good side and he didn't want to kill you. They'd done an errand together and were on their way back, about to part company. Rudy asked Nat, "So how'r...
I want to thank all the readers that having been following this series since Chapter 1 in September, 2014! And, a very special THANK YOU to Privates1stClass for not only editing this series, but serving as my mentor in my first attempt at writing. After all, I'm an RN and not an author. And as an RN that has been on the front line of COVID-19, be safe everyo...
Catching Colleen Ch. 01 Rounding Third and Heading for Home It was my last game. The wear and tear on my knees caused sharp, nagging pain, and my doctor said stop or live the rest of my life as a cripple. I thought of the ache in my arm, how hard it got to lift that arm as the season and seasons went on--and how I somehow managed to make good throws anyway....
This is a story of the old Hong Kong of a generation ago, of a gateway between West and East, of a place of unique people with unique attitudes. A century from now, this will all be a vague memory, a rumor among other rumors in abandoned texts. Chapter One. At the moment, Laura Scanlon is alone in the airplane, seated near the window, her eyes on the darke...
...this is the God who does not care and will never cease. Look at the seas there Flashing against this rock in the darkness--look at the tide-stream stars--and the fall of nations--and dawn Wandering with wet white feet down the Carmel Valley to  ...
© 2017 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. Well, okay, this one's a kind of First Time...
Dear reader, I've written this story for the inaugural 'In a Sunburned Country Event', for both my enjoyment and yours. I self-edited, and although I've proof-read several times, the time came when I needed to stop playing with it and put it out there. Anyhow, I've found the best way to discover an error is to publish, so apologies for any mistakes. The ev...