Thank you for all the praise you gave me on the first two chapters of this tale. It feels really good to be home again after being gone for so long. I have another story that I will submit after I'm finished with this last and final chapter. It is something that I wrote while I was out on this last book tour. I hope you like this one though. Last but most ce...
This story is a repost of the first few chapters of Road Trip, originally posted in 2011. The original version had about 200,000 readers before it was taken down for a major rewrite and a potential book. The story has since been rewritten; although the major events remain the same the thinking, emotions, and many facets of the story surrounding each event h...
*The thralls are all leaving...* Jade told Alyssa, craning her draconic head out of the shattered cockpit and sweeping her sharp-eyed gaze across the hangar. Alyssa swung out of the breached canopy and crouched on the Raptor's roof. *Quick, Dana... the runes!* *Okay...* the redhead agreed, her telepathic voice aching with grief. As much as Alyssa felt the...
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Chapter One - Tuesday Watching the semi-truck driving away down the street, Bobby apologized on his cell phone to his sister Francis about being late. "I'm locking the house and leaving right now," he told her as he looked at the clock. "How long do you think it will take me to get there, and what's the best route? I don't want to just trust the GPS." It h...
Women love to be massaged, and I love to massage women. Being blind, I tend to have an easier time building a rapport with shy customers, so they'll become repeat customers. Sometimes I will get the occasional customer who will ask me out after getting one of my massages. I'll tell her, it is always a woman who asks me out, that I can't date them because the...
THE LAST THING I NEED IS ANOTHER INTERN "You've gotta be kidding me. No! I put up with that for four months last year." My voice was somewhat stern, almost belligerent as the words spilled out of my mouth. Without even realizing it, I had slammed my hand down on the top of the desk. It's not the way most people would talk to their direct report on the job s...
Chapter 1 The planet Bacchus was apparently named after some ancient God of Harvest and Wine. This God was supposed to represent having a good time. As Bron shoved another corpse into the reclamation vat he considered the hellish reality behind the face of the 'party planet'. Bacchus was dedicated to the pleasures of the flesh. If it felt good, tasted good...
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CHAPTER 1: STRONG HAND The cold water ran over Moralez's prosthetic fingers as he held them beneath the flow of the faucet, turning them over, flexing them as the liquid poured across the tread-like pads that helped them grip objects. He could feel the chill on the black polymer that encased the machinery and electronics within, as if it was his own skin,...