Florence shrieked in agony as she watched her parents die, both of them having just been gunned down with silver bullets by a deranged soldier. These were not the wolves that had sired and whelped her; but rather, the Beth and John Billington who had raised her from a pup. They were her real parents, these two the world had seen crumple to the tarmac in Sacr...
I never thought that I would be up this late; waiting for my daughter / Diana and her friends to get back from a party, but there I was 12:00 at night and still waiting. Diana said that they would be back by 9:00 PM at the latest and that they wouldn't get into any trouble. But I guess promises were running low now. And it wasn't like Diana to do this; skipp...
Thanks to those who commented at the end of the first chapter. It heartened me that the reaction was positive. A few of you asked for the history and perhaps a broader idea of the world I've created. So at the start of the next few chapters will be a timeline of history for the world and then a small codex of further information you might find interesting....
~~~ This was not smart. But it was either this or find myself stranded on the side of the highway, halfway to Chicago. You'd think a once leading pharmaceutical liaison would be able to afford a new car, but that's simply not in the budget right now. Not if I ever plan to buy a house. So, my bright idea? Park my almost extinct, Dodge Neon in the lot of the...
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the earlier parts before reading this. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. Part 10 ----- So, here I am trapped in a life that I both hate and love. Tony is so horrible to me yet he quite oftens puts me in situations that are so amazing that they blow my m...
January 19 Some noise snapped me awake instantly, sitting up and expecting to see a younger sibling sneaking in my room for some reason but no, this was the college dorm, not home. Blinking, I turned my head and saw Jamie laying beside me, cringing behind his phone. "Sorry! Didn't realize how loud that was." Leaning back against the headboard, I rubbed gun...
The life of a Lebanese-born Canadian Christian woman married to a Haitian-American pagan doesn't sound like the easiest existence in the world, does it? My name is Antonia Abdirahman and I was born in the town of Hermel, Republic of Lebanon, and raised in the City of Montreal, Quebec. My family left the Republic of Lebanon in 1977, three years after I was bo...
Dear Reader, This story is unlike that which I've written before. There's a tiny sprinkle of my own life in here but the majority that you read is that of a fabulous friend with a kinky fantasy. Please enjoy. Everyone in this story is 18 or older. Beautifully edited by taz23girl who did an excellent job. Lexavier Part 1 I feel the need to justify mys...
Author's Note: There is no sex in this story. If that's what you're looking for, read one of my other stories. A special thanks to blackrandl1958 for organizing this event, and for editing this story. You're a doll. Thank you, also, to my other editor and friend, Pixel the Cat and all my fantastic betas: Laura Lun, BarryJames1952, Spyauth, sbrooks103x, a...
Damn it. This was no good. He simply couldn't find focus. As he so often did lately, Michael reflected on his life and wondered what was wrong with him. He considered his accomplishments and achievements. He had once been proud of them. Now they seemed paltry and meaningless. His parents had pulled him out of public school when he was twelve, ostensibly to...