Kelsea couldn't get the memory of the Priestess' eyes out of her mind. Even as she ran between the curling unearthly fog, flanked on either side by tombstones taller than her head. Even as she ducked between a cleft that separated two entwined grave markers like the coiling spiral of interlaced vines. Even as she listened to the sounds of monsters making war...
I wanted to play with a different idea in this series. The theme is this... Your life isn't scripted. It changes based on the actors you encounter in each scene. In that respect, you control your destiny by understanding the situation and acting no matter the odds. Getting a handle on the things that make you happy can require genuine out-of-the-box thinking...
Maureen's mom had walked her daughter through her earliest years; her injury, those awful first months when she nearly died, the little boy who was her companion and savior, their separation, and her subsequent surgeries and therapy. Maureen listened at first with polite condescension, but her patronizing demeanor soon evaporated; fading into disbelief, then...
The Han war party saw the streaking comet fall from the Heavens land with an audible impact a few miles from their current camp. Anxious to lay hands on the priceless star-iron likely contained in it, the Hyena-men immediately set off in it's direction. Their elongated canine-like ankle and clawed feet propelled their furred bodies faster than any man, their...
Dinner was a rather raucous affair, with awards to the various kids who had won races and "awards of merit" to all the other kids too. Lots of ice cream, shouting, and so on. By the end of dinner and the festivities, I was beat. I was sitting in one of the overstuffed chairs in the lodge's main room and falling asleep when I felt someone sit on the arm of th...
Thanks for bearing with me everyone--I know I just keep getting slower and slower as I write these, but I promise I'll keep working! I want to know as badly as you what is going to happen to Lana next. Many thanks to my step-in editor GimletEdge for the wonderful encouragement and suggestions, and thank you to all of you for your fantastic comments. As alway...
Chapter Fifteen The feel of a hot tongue sliding up her neck had her stirring from sleep. Alluna stretched her sore body and blinked open surprised eyes when she discovered her limbs bound tight. As Zak continued to lick her throat and breasts, she wiggled her fingers and toes with a frown. He'd cuffed her arms over her head and her legs spread-eagled. A f...
Please vote. Please give me the support or your vote. Please vote. * Part Three: Love at first sight. Liz meets Mitch. So very long ago, seemingly a lifetime ago in sexual maturity, a lot has happened in six years since her prom. Now 24-years-old, with her not married, Liz would be considered an old maid not that long ago. A time when there were gasligh...
Imagine a little girl, a precocious happy pretty little girl, in her very own backyard on her very own tricycle pedaling around and around on the gravel driveway where her daddy parks his car. It's late March and the wind is howling. It's that time of year, one of the waning days of another cold dark winter, and 'the old man' wasn't quite ready to surrender...
THE GRANDE BALLROOM. Four bomb disposal experts in body-armor wheel a metal container out the doorway. Police mill about as ambulance attendants heft Rostislav's body onto a stretcher. "See that your superiors file a detailed report on this incident," the tight-faced police detective says to Dominika. "Yes-sir. Lieutenant General Yezhov will see to it f...