The Stall: "Jesus Alice! Will you leave that poor guy alone?" Catherynne McHail had had about enough of her friend torturing her buddy Bengy for a lifetime. Ever since they had gotten into their first year of college she had been a bother. Now, in their third year, things continued to be the same. They went to a very private institution called Brandenbu...
The author waives all liability for any technique described herein even more so than usual. Weak stomachs please bail out here. **************** Things had been going amazingly with Michelle. The one problem was we just seemed to keep bumping into my former neighbor and her former cocaine dealer Joe. Every time we ran into him on campus, which our class s...
The time had come, Azman thought to himself. Two years after being brought on board as an apprentice management trainee, Azman now had the same position Earl had occupied when he had chosen Azman to prepare him for the higher duties he now performed. Earl now was the president of the company and showed his favor of Azman by keeping him here in the states, al...
Marie awoke the next morning to a tinkling sound. The fog was slow to lift since she was used to taking her sweet time waking up. So it took a while for it to register that someone was stirring something somewhere in her apartment. She sat up quickly and stared out her bedroom door and into the kitchen. The intruder was blonde, when she turned and smiled Mar...
Tara stared at the hulking brute chained to the stonewall of her parents' house. It was still a little bit like Caveson. It had his arms, his green eyes, his stomach but they were larger and more beast now. His whole body was covered in bristles, thick like that of a hog and black. It was deformed, the legs of a man mixed with that of some unholy thing, musc...
I pick up my glass and sip, fake-laughing to keep up the charade of unawareness. "Where?" I ask through my teeth. Alex smiles back, "At our 4:00. I counted three. They're armed." The agency! They've sent a team to recover me! Before I can even process this thought Alex says, "I don't know who they're with. They're not mine. They're not yours." "Are y...
Ben and Emily slept for hours. He was still tired from spending 6 months in that chamber healing from his injuries and she was just happy to have him back. When they finally awoke they had no idea what time it was or even what day it was. He opened his eyes to seeing Emily still asleep in his arms. She let out a small moan moving a little followed by what s...
Author's Notes: (1) My FULL APOLOGIES for my goof in Chapter 7, which one of my readers pointed out. The woman who trained Johanna and who also gave Jackie the beating, was Gwen, NOT Yvette. Maybe Yvette is her middle name, but it's no excuse; I screwed up in the most amateur fashion, forgetting my own characters' names. (2) Chapter 8 is a setup chapter. T...
The bottle shook in my hand, gripping the neck of the brown Cider bottle tight and the bottom of the bottle was broken, jagged and covered in blood. Did I regret what I did? Fuck no, I didn't. The bastard attacked her and he honestly expected me to stand back and allow it to happen? He was trying to rape her, and I would rather fucking die than let a wom...
It was a slow night and Zinda found herself standing around with nothing to do. The Birds of Prey were on a mission in Old Gotham, but they didn't need a pilot, so she was stuck at home, babysitting Blackfire in her isolation cell. Even Barbara was going off to hack into a physically isolated computer system from her battle van. Zinda couldn't help thinking...