Copyright Oggbashan March 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. pink version 002 12 March 2003 ***************** The first time I...
This is my first attempt at a story. I tried to make it from the point of view of everyone involved. This story is based off of true events. All characters are at least 21 years of age. Thank You! Wicked Inside was gracious enough to review this story and give me some real good feedback. ***** My wife and I were headed to a music festival in Bozeman, Mo...
The burning wood in the fireplace crackled pouring light and warmth into the vast room. Walls floor to ceiling lined with books and shelves. The glow of the fire made everything in the room look like burnt sugar and honey casting about a calming sense of feeling. But on the contrary an infuriated man hurled a large thread bound text against the wooden wall i...
My marriage has been falling apart for years. It had never went well. Oh, we had been good friends in college. My wife Serena was very sweet, and she was lovely to look at. She was dark, with dusky skin and raven hair. Her body was not great, but she was pretty and her tiny frame made her appealing. I found her fun to be with and had gladly acceded when she...
As they sat in the cave, sheltered from the rain, the gypsy looked at the man she'd come to love, a foreign man she hardly knew; only that he had saved her life. He rarely spoke to her and even then it was in often in a quiet, shortened mumble. Only twice had he said more than two sentences to her in the five years she'd known him. She was thirteen, then,...
Elise hadn't realized how exhausting it could be to organize a protest until now. In fact, she hadn't even felt the overwhelming need for sleep during their 76-hour vigil until now, when the event had ended, the protesters breaking up and celebrating the success of their venture. They'd managed to hold back a corporation hellbent on tearing down a forested a...
This work is copyrighted to LuckOfTheDraw, 2011. No part of it may be reproduced or copied without the written permission of the author. -- This incident took place during the early 80s in India. I had just turned twenty, and had started to wonder seriously about life. As a girl I had quickly learnt the art of observing without being noticed. My family was...
A lonely young woman is left the family farmhouse by her grandmother who always said, "I've got the trains to keep me company." This is a VERY mild story that will primarily appeal to those who are into machine self-stimulation or have a fetish about steampunk. There is no explicit sex. Instead this sets up a fantasy which some will live out in their own mi...
This is a copyrighted work by Zeb_Carter and is not to be duplicated or copied to other sites without the explicit authorization from the Zeb_Carter. Sloppy Seconds II It was the dawn of a new age. Most diseases had been eradicated, except for a few pesky little bugs that were just an annoyances. All STD's had been wiped out. AIDS, HIV, were no longer a co...
"Where the fuck am I?" Liz asked herself as she glanced around the new world. Rather quickly, she had been transported from her room, lying on her bed reading 'Castle of Wizardry' by David Eddings, into a field, thick and short on grass, sparse on trees. "This is.. absolutely random." she told herself, trying to get a grip on the reality of the situation. "...