Squeezed together in the small closet, I could feel Eric's body pressed against mine. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light I could make out the outline of his face, his stubbled jaw. His head was turned towards the door, listening. I could feel his warm breath on my neck. He was so close, his mouth right there. If I had the nerve to just reach up... "I don'...
Author's Note: My spiritual mother, Colonel Marina Raskova, founder of 588th Night Bomber Regiment -- what the Germans in WW2 called "Die Nachthexen," the "Night Witches" -- once asked me, "what is the purpose of prose if not poetry?" She delighted in French Avant-garde theater, Dada art, surrealistic verse, and so do I. If stream of consciousness bores you,...
Chapter 13. 'Miss Butt-Slut.' Angel's Wand Raid. Blen meets the President. Typhoon Cimaron. Bombs? Stag Night Party. Miss Butt-Slut and the Masters of Uranus. In mid-evening, there was an alarm. Near the top of Fields Ave, there had been a raid. Angel's Wand was sealed off by police, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. Mama quickly enforced strict ad...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Zelinnia turned over and curled up under Renwa's arm. "I should get Elunara to do that more often." She ran her tongue over her teeth. "I need to make sure my teeth are in order after you got through rattling them out of me." He grinned. "Care to–" He sighed at the baby's cry. "Ah well. We got the most out of it." She snorted. "You're the one who wanted a...
Chapter 1 The dull sounds of twigs breaking against dry leaves, the occasional jolt into wet mud dulling the roll underneath her as the lull of strange masculine voices brought her pain back to her. Her arms and legs burned like poisonous snakes putting their fire into her blood. Each rock made her body hurdle into the air forcing new pains to her already b...
"Kate!" The urgent whisper brought me to immediate attention. Our room was dark, the sun not even close to rising. Daryl was hovering over me, tense as a cornered wolf. "What is it?" I whispered. "Somethin's happenin' out there." He replied. "I thought I heard an engine and I'm pretty sure there's some guys outside. I think we're in for a raid." My heartb...
HVAD CHAPTER 8 - "Fuck your patience!" I had to look away. I hadn't realized just how frustrated he was. A few moments later, Borna came over and put his hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry, Ljudevit." he said. "It's not you. I'm considering my options - but I don't like any of them." - "Tell me." I said. - "Two months till' winter. I'm not looking forward...
The characters in this story are fictional, the invention of the writer, and are not meant to represent any factual person living or dead.The story is the property of the writer and no part of the story may be used without the express permission of the writer. I thank my editor Yellow Peril for his efforts in making my thoughts and work make sense. For those...