Gaia sat cross-legged on the beach. The sun and wind caressed her golden skin as her natural blond hair whipped about her ethereal face. Her striking blue eyes that had brought her fame were closed at the moment in meditation. Her voice low as she hummed an ancient mantra. "Mother earth, goddess of all life, hear me now..." This was a daily ritual for Gai...
Be forewarned, this is not a stroke story. In fact there's only one brief kiss. Thanks for taking the time to read this. I hope you enjoy. * I knew what was coming when I got called into the owner's office that afternoon. I had been working at the small job shop as a machinist for 3 years and I knew business was slowing down. In fact, I had already started...
CHAPTER 1 Sitting on a stool at the bar in a rowdy group who'd been to dinner at the Comedy House restaurant-theatre, Charmaine Ross noticed the curly-haired guy about her age studying her, thankfully appearing very casual about it. The heart of the bored woman fluttered. She hadn't committed adultery for a couple of years. Unless she did it soon she'd for...
To my readers: Some of my past stories have generated occasional comments from a few readers who feel compelled to bring to my attention the fact that I cannot spell worth a damn. To those compulsive few, I just want to point out here, that after nearly fifty years of writing, I have long been painfully aware of my inability to spell, and to effectively pro...
This story isn't science fiction at all, and it only has one element of fantasy, but I think this is the most suitable category available, so here it is. It is set in the real world, with real people and one simple and impossible (in the real world) premise. It's sort of a 'What if?' story combined with an impossible dream. Enjoy - BB1212 ***** They say yo...
CHAPTER 1 On a wet Thursday Simone Fletcher and the bank's IT manager Jackson Mitchell spent four hours at one of the bank's branches where discrepancies had been discovered by internal audit. Simone was the vice-president responsible for auditing and she and her team had been unable to discover who had taken the missing $85,000. Simone knew the board and...
(c) Dean Askin writing as Aden Kains Part one – Requiem For an instant Morgan feared he had forgotten the small blue velvet-covered box. It had rested atop the bureau for almost two whole years, waiting, needing to be dusted regularly. Then he felt it bulging in the pocket of his tailored St. George slacks and his mind refocused on Faithe, within reach ac...
I waited impatiently at the airport's exit gate. David's plane had landed over a half-hour earlier and there was still no sign of him. Why didn't he use his damn mobile to let me know what the delay was? I had an extreme case of ants in my pants -- and I wanted something else to be there -- something nice and hard going in and out. When my ever-loving appea...
She stood like a Naked Valkyrie Brandishing Her Trophy Please note: Agatha Christie, as far as I know, despite her writings about murder was not herself a murderer, nor did she hope to inspire persons to commit murder. Like her stuff, this is fiction. These are not real people. Hopefully it's good entertainment. I would like to thank Cabolover for editin...
Written by ChilleyWilley. Copyright reserved. Pandybear311 did a fine job editing this story We married young and decided to postpone a family for a good while. You know, make some money, save some money, and see a bit of the world. We are ordinary people, neither stunningly good looking nor homely, not brilliant nor stupid. My wife is a tall slender woma...