At one-thirty in the morning, Hatake Kakashi would like to be doing either one of l three things: Sleeping, reading an Icha Icha novel, or having sex. At one-thirty this morning, Kakashi was doing neither of those things but he wasn't at all displeased with being called out of his home this morning in particular. It wasn't something that required great urgen...
It was the end of my Junior year at Princeton University. I had made only a few friends in those years. The University of course was full of the best and brightest from around the world. An Oklahoma farmboy myself, somehow I felt substandard to the group dynamics. I was a biology major and while I continued to get excellent grades, it was not without endle...
The world is a lusty and ravenous whore. Her chewing us up and spitting us out can't be prevented. Nothing can keep her from sticking her fangs into the ripest of us and sucking us dry. She fattens us for her slaughter; enriches us, lets us drink heartily from her breast until we are so full enough of happiness and contentment, that, when she comes to finall...
Note: While this story deals with all new characters, it is suggested to read "The Worst Way to Pay a Debt" from my story submissions in order to get a full picture. Thank you for reading. ***** Detective Duncan Price had been on many murder scenes during his career, but none were like this one. Several police officers and other crime researchers were atte...
Traffic was light for a Friday night and getting to the restaurant was easy from my hotel. The business meetings had been long and as the day went on I found myself thinking more about tonight than what was being discussed. I arrived shortly before 7, which must be the magic hour for lovers and others to get together and meet over wine and good food. I watch...
Moira wandered along the rocky ridge that marked the edge of the downs, demarcating the place where her family had kept a farm for as far back as anyone could remember. There had always been Larabe's along Loch Lyra and there always would be. Just as there had always been sheep on the broad, grassy downs that stretched from the edge of the loch to this rocky...
Nothing could have prepared her for the sense of absolute freedom driving gave her. Having spent most of her 33 years without a license, indeed without even having sat behind the steering wheel of a car, here she was suddenly in control of a great hunk of metal, plastic and rubber barrelling along (within the speed limit of course), her red P's proudly displ...
Author's note: This has truly been a labour of love. It's an adaptation of something I wrote for a different audience, long before I first posted anything on Lit. If you recognise it, you were in the same class as me! My thanks as ever to my partner and editor for her help, and to another friend for her help with the original version. And my thanks to my...
I could hear the surf crashing against the shore, from the porch as I empty my beer. I came to this party hoping to shake this funk that has settled over me and have become bitterly disappointed not by the stale smoke or staler music, but by knowing that still a feeling of longing rests on my shoulders. I look out to the ocean, searching for anything to remo...
Chapter Two The Loss of an Alpha It was a quiet time of year, the time when the line between the seasons was blurred; the line between winter and spring. The plants were getting ready to erupt and show the world their new leaves and the beauty they hid for most of the year. The trees, although they were for the most part desolate of any signs of life, the...