The old wooden planks squeaked as I walked into the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and poured myself a glass of fresh milk. I took a sip as I stood at the window and observed the beautiful day and the sway of the trees in the gentle breeze. Opting to enjoy my beverage under the shade of such a tree, I opened the back door and stepped outside. Merely two...
"Ho damn ho," thought Nichole, "doesn't this sum up Christmas fun?" She had been sitting at the LAX baggage claim for two hours, waiting to pick up someone she had never met and take him to her family's Christmas. "He'll be in at 7:15, honey" her mother had said on the phone earlier that evening, when she had sprung this delightful excursion on her younges...
Part IV Chapter 33 ____________________________________ "But I don't want to go back!" Lloyd Callahan bellowed. "Not to Israel, not to fuckin' Switzerland...not even across the goddam Golden Gate Bridge!" "I understand, Dad, but that bullet was meant for you. Like - for the back of your head. Does that compute?" "I don't give a damn, Harry! I've got wor...
Everyone has a Dark Side. No matter what they say. Throughout history, we have been bombarded with the message that the Dark Side is to be feared. Well, some of us embrace it. I am such a man. My name is Raphael. Society would call people like myself every name under the sun. Sociopath. Psychopath. Freak. Amoral. Remorseless Individual. Embodiment of the Ant...
The Renaissance Faire has always been a refuge for freaks and weirdos. A safe place for the socially awkward and misunderstood. For the last 3 years, however, Notts' Renaissance Faire in Georgia has expanded it's demographic to a new clientele. One with incredibly deep wallets and the need for total and complete anonymity. But before we get into that, let m...
Chapter 11 - Psychopath, the Proposal, and End of a Voyage By mid-day on the ship, the sun was bright and the water calm as the Mistral made its way to Athkatla. The companions, minus Natalie, gathered in the males' cabin for a light meal and to discuss their options. Ahira had finally overcome his seas sickness and while still queasy he managed to eat a li...
*It is not how much help but the quality of help that matters when the job is on the line* * Stephanie Lamborne stood in her office Tuesday morning wondering where to begin. The two security guards stood at the door keeping an eye on her. A man walked in, looked around with distaste and came around the table with a file-folder full of papers. "I have some...
Many thanks to Techsan for his editing of this story. * I, known as The Jailbird, was a famous man in our small Scandinavian town. I was sure that people envied me because I had dared to do what many of them probably had only dreamed about. My real name is Wilmer Steen: Wilmer after some distant relative in Minnesota, which wasn't very funny when I was ki...
Leyton was appalled. She had shivered! Sharon, his girlfriend of seven months, had rejected his pheromone-filled mucus, just like every other girl he had mated with in his true form. When would he find a woman who could mate with him properly? He knew it wasn't impossible, as his brother and sister had done so successfully. Leyton just needed to find the rig...
I would have loved to have said that myself and the lovely blonde Ryan had wild nights every night after our first interaction, but I'm not into lying. The truth is, Ryan and I hardly saw each other after it. It wasn't because neither of us weren't interested anymore because we were. It was the fact that school had started for me and Ryan was now working. Wh...