The following was intended to be a part of “Angel Lost in the Dark – Chapter 7” but when it was finished I found it didn’t really work. Rather than throw it away entirely I decided to post it as a separate story. Angel (an amateur model) is telling Tom (an amateur photographer) the story as they sit around the kitchen table drinking wine. As you can tell...
Part 1 I always thought my old roommate was gorgeous, but as I got to know her over the years I also discovered what a great person she is. She is caring and generous, as well as having a wicked sense of humor. Back when I met her, the fact that she had a great ass and gorgeous blue eyes was just about enough for me to agree to have her share my apartment....
The waiter idly cleaned the glass while scanning the terrace for new customers. A young couple sat nearby chatting softly, while an middle-aged man scanned his newspaper at the next table. The only other person there was gazing hopefully towards the entrance and the waiter summed them up as; young lovers, businessman on lunch break and a stood-up date. He...
Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction. In tribute to Halloween, I have very loosely based the premise of this story on the cancelled Showtime TV show, DEAD LIKE ME, whose premise I always found witty and a quirky look at life after death. The characters in this story as well as the writing are all my own creation, however the basic ideas were adapted f...
12:05 in the afternoon. Zach and Anthony were running late. Stupid thunderstorm. Cleopatra Teleki sat in the office instead of in her car like she told Zach Pedigo she would. The rain was dropping cats and dogs so hard on the tin roof of the warehouse/office that she decided to wait. With no umbrella she didn't want to be soggy all over in her yarn like dre...
This one is for the Halloween Story Contest, so as always, your votes and comments would be much appreciated. * No surprise, my friend Kayla's Halloween bash was surreal, like off I'm talking the charts. She really knew how to throw a party. Seeing as the invite said: 'Uber Sexy Costumes Only, Please!' I could see that everyone got the message. I don't th...
This one is fiction inspired by a true event....the day a celebrity was in line ahead of me at the grocery store. The studio is just down the street, and she was buying some fresh lunch from the deli section. It wasn't Rachel Nichols, and I just watched as she walked away, but for the purposes of this story.....well it's fantasy, after all, isn't it? I h...
I was back in L.A and on my way to meet Ariana for lunch. The trip to Vancouver had been very productive and a lot of fun. But it was always nice to be home. I pulled up to the restaurant and left my car with the valet. The hostess led me to a table where Ariana was already waiting. She broke out in a large smile when she saw me and stood up to give me a hug...
An unusual quiet filled the air of Sherwood Forest as the heavily armed band of travelers made their way through the woods. Watchful Knights scanned the treetops; ever alert for signs of the dreaded outlaws that inhabited these groves. This band was but the latest gathered by the Lord High Sheriff to deliver the tax revenues to Nottingham Castle. A task made...
Author's Note: Once again Tim413413 has proved his mettle correcting my grammatical ignorance and logic flaws. Thank you sir! * The new snow hung like frosting on the evergreens. It was simply beautiful. Last night's snow had refreshed the whole mountainside and the morning sun made it glitter. The air was crisp, but not overbearing. I could still breath...