Hi all! It took me longer to write this than I expected but this is a continuation of the story A Doe in the Woods. It is not necessary to read part one in order to understand this installment, but feel free to do so if you would like. Please enjoy! *************** Doe's next week of camp was entirely normal except for two small changes. The first change...
Chapter 1 The Drunken Cat March 8, 1966 "Lock and load." In ritual often practiced and easily remembered, Green Beret Staff Sergeant Arturo Hernandez, taps the cartridge clip on his helmet twice, slams it home into the magazine's chamber of his AR-15, and sets his weapon on full automatic. Special Forces SEAL Petty Officer First Class, Patrick Francis...
Brad had this area of the library pretty much to himself - there were only four or five other people in the reading room. It was the first week of the term, and he was trying to get back into his study routine. He was engrossed in his reading and did not notice the young woman until she placed her books on the table, and asked, "Would you mind some company?"...
Thanks to Devir Ginator for his assistance with all the editing. All errors found are mine. Thanks to you, the reader, for voting, commenting and sticking through with this story. More New Girl once this wraps. **** "They're following us in." Michelle said as discretely as she could as we got closer to the ticket office. I reached down and held her trem...
She was the kind of woman that always survives in horror films. Fearless, bold, adventurous, strong, resourceful, intelligent, and highly unconventional. Ellen Ripley with long dark hair, a slightly thicker and more toned figure, and tattoo sleeves on both her arms. She had no need of low cut shirts or tight pants that most women her size would have to squee...
Grace woke up with a start. For one second, she wasn't sure where she was then as the fog in her brain cleared, she recognized her bedroom. As she looked around, Grace could feel a pounding in her head. Lying back against the pillow, it lessened somewhat as long as she didn't move. She thought back to the night before. It hadn't been far to Anni's apartment...
Hello everyone, firstly, I want to say thank you those of you who read the first chapter of my first series which involved Sasha Banks and Becky Lynch, especially those of you who left a rating, like and/or comment. I encourage you to leave a rating and comment on this and all of my stories so I can make sure I'm delivering good content for all of you. As I...
Take a look at Sholonda Brown. She's one of my favorite young thug bitches. You've seen them before. Those tough black bitches from the hood. Lately, I've been having so much fun with her it's not even funny. Who am I? Ripley Jackson Brakes. A tall, good-looking black man living in the beautiful and sometimes dangerous city of Boston. Way down in Southeaster...
I’d like to dedicate this story to the two women who have been my inspiration through out, ~~Mistywoman~~ and ~Ripley~. You’ve both been wonderful and I’ll always love you. Thank you so much for your love and support, for without it I would surely perish…xoxo ***** “Things are kind of hazy, and my head is all cloudy inside. Now I’ve heard talk of angels, b...
I had just gotten into one hell of a fight with my live-in girlfriend of two weeks, Lizzie, so I definitely needed a distraction, and Uncle Ray's Halloween/birthday bash that he had thrown to celebrate my "spooky" birthday was just what the doctor ordered. Being the birthday boy, I considered two obvious choices, Michael Myers and Jason Vorhees, but settled...