It had been more than four years since I'd seen Lila when my divorce was finalized. In that time, I had gone from a wild and carefree sex maniac whose goals and ambitions were seemingly limitless to a jaded and defeated shlub thanks to the efforts of one Doris Kapecknick, who made marriage into something akin to Martin Sheen's boat ride down the Nung river i...
The world is dying, but it has been so since the coming of the Chaos Gods. For years beyond reckoning, the Ruinous Powers have coveted the mortal realm. They have made many attempts to seize it, their anointed champions leading vast hordes into the lands of men, elves and dwarfs. Each time, they have been defeated. But a storm is building, and enemies of the...
My name is Ted Kerston. I found some paper and have decided to fill it with my thoughts and ramblings. You know, I used to root for the zombie apocalypse. I prepared for it. Making Go-Bags, learning skills like fire building, lock picking, using fire arms and how to create basic tools in the wilderness. It is true, some of those skills were VERY useful now t...
"I am the one responsible for designing the virus which reanimates the dead, it is my fault, all of it, and foolishly I sold my soul to the Devil for a fistful of dollars," Dr. Amir Osman said soberly, and the six-foot-two, dark-skinned, slender and silver-haired Somali-born American scientist looked into the camera, a haunted look on his handsome face. A lo...
The sparrows of Thailand are like sparrows anywhere: small, gray, and flitting... but surrounded by blue parrots, iguanas, and infinite neon butterflies. They hang around the restaurants and "steal" scraps of food. I remember happily watching one make off with a bit of fresh spinach once. I believe sparrows are only native to the British Isles and spread as...
An undead fiend slumbers in her ancient tomb, waiting for a foolish mortal to awaken her so she can return to haunt the living once more. On a dark, stormy night, a mad scientist is playing God, trying to create new life out of a blasphemous mixture of alchemy and science. And somewhere in the void of deep space, an alien horror that should not exist waits a...
Giles’ harsh breathing was the only sound in the old abandoned gas station. The other occupants maintained an eerie silence, all were afraid of what would happen next. They had fled Sunnydale only to be surrounded and forced off the road by the Knights of Byzantium. They had taken sanctuary in this little building, the only thing holding the knights at bay w...
Day One: I was thriving here in the so-called apocalypse, no rules but my own morality and my survival talents were finally put to proper use. I felt masculine, strong, able, worthy. In charge of my own life, future, destiny. With no one bossing me around, other than those two, but I was only tied to them because of Emily. I didn't mind her bossing me aroun...
Delphi Caen slid her way through the busted security door. The control room of DynaCorp's Livestock Health and Wellbeing Facility had seen better days. Spilled tranq cartridges and an abandoned stunrod told the story of just how effective the staff's response to a total power outage had been. Emergency generators had kicked in, but only after the majority of...
This is a fictional story set in the Walking Dead universe that has nothing to do with the actual TV series. All characters are over the age of 18. Please enjoy! If this is not your cup of tea, please move along. ***** "Eugene! Quickly, in here!" shouted the butch lesbian, Tara Chambler, as she held open the door to a small abandon general store. She and...