Micheal Scott McKinley sat on his bunk absently reading a seven year old wrinkled and dusty copy of a dated National Geographic from the prison library. An article about a failed attempt by several mountaineers to scale Mount Everest had vaguely caught his eye. Being an adrenaline junkie his whole life, McKinley had sill not gotten use to the stale, monoto...
I was sitting at a table in one of the many restaurants on this ship, looking at Sydney Harbour as the ship slowly moved towards the open sea. I was reflecting on the rush I had to travel one thousand kilometres from Melbourne to Sydney in time for the midday departure of this cruise. First, the rush by taxi to the Greyhound Terminal for the overnight bus to...
(Author's Note: The idea for this story was suggested to me by my number one fan, Kevin, a great guy with the most unique imagination. I hope all my readers enjoy this story as much as I have enjoyed writing it!) Chapter 1 The Smith family had lived in Point Lookout, North Carolina a good long time. Some residents can attest that the family had settled the...
Detective Bradley had seen plenty of bodies during his twenty year career, but the sight of this one still sickened him. He struggled to think of the still warm and bleeding carcass that was laying in the parking lot behind the M & M Lounge in down town Gresham as just an anonymous, adult, caucasian male. Detective Bradley hadn't needed to check the wallet t...
Lauren had just received a text message from Rainer saying that he was under attack from angels. She remained calm like she always was. It would be rather odd for her to make a loud outburst during the middle of sixth period creative writing class. She was not known for even talking in the first place. But she had to leave immediately to help Rainer, could t...
Hello, everyone. I hope you read the previous chapter and enjoyed it. This story is a continuation of the Shadows of Resentment series. In this chapter, we learn if they find a way to make their relationship work. Again, let me reiterate, I am no expert on anything military, so I used my imagination freely here. It is not my intention to offend any of the g...
All characters in this story are above 18 years old and of legal age. ***** Wendy and Max have been dating for a few months and now that the football season is over, Max is happy to be able to spend more time with Wendy. He is not a football player, in fact he doesn't play sports at all. Wendy was a reserve cheerleader. Between attending practices, cheerin...
This story is really about Lorelei whom I now call Lori, but a little background is in order to fully understand the principles in this sordid tale. My name is Trey, named that because I was my parent's third son, seventh and last child, but third son. I have two children that the world would call steps, but to me they are mine, Benjamin and Rebecca (who mos...
Thirty-five didn't seem old to David, until he went to work that day. He'd never been attracted to small women but the new plant girl enchanted him like a powerful drug. She popped into the office then scurried from plant to plant with the magic energy of a pollinating bee completely at peace with its lot in life. Her smooth facial features and olive colored...
Author's Note: I would like to thank my dear friend Allan for providing me with the inspiration for this story. * Priscilla Widener was a pretty girl. Everyone knew that. With her long, jet-black hair, startling cobalt-blue eyes, and a petite, perfectly symmetrical nose, she made an unforgettable picture of loveliness to all she met. And standing at an impr...