As the title suggests, this is the final chapter of Buster's Story. As with the last chapter, this was difficult to write. We know that Buster had to die as we first dealt with his death in More Than Just A Fairy Tale. My partner has cursed, cried and smiled as he's helped me proof the final pages. When he finished, he said, "Damn it! You did it again." and...
Foreword: The Indian Girl is of course a Native American girl, it just didn't feel right to use the modern terminology when talking about her. Also I would love to get your comments on this piece or any other piece I posted around here. 1. The town's name has no importance; it's just another new settlement in the middle of the Wild West. The single dust...
Dante was on his phone, messaging his old friends who he had to leave behind when his mom decided to move. His mom pulled in front of his new high school, quickly wished him luck and ushered him out of her car before she was late for work. Taking in the new school, he really didn't see anything extraordinary, just a school like the rest. He walked across th...
October 7th Ed MacCarley is sitting in the watch commander's office of the Central Division sub-station; there are knots in his burning stomach, a tight-acrid sensation boiling up from deep within his gut to his chest. The watch commander, a Captain named Thomas Hardy, has been in the department for almost thirty years, and is an even older man than MacCarl...
Written by lilgirlsix and Archangel_M Edited by Doctime ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ lilgirlsix: Every chapter I fall more in love with Willi. Wish I was Zsálya. Oh wait, I am ;) Another thank you to Doctime for his help and suggestions. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Archangel_M: This chapter is one of those cases where I have these amazing images in my mind, and I hope that...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
Harry's notes: chapter 12. The last in this book save for an epilogue and some notes I made for myself, yeah, you too, but mostly me to explain to myself the possible existence of the race of Fay, enough. *sigh* This one will rip your balls off, twist your tits, break your heart, make you wonder what the next book will bring or I will have failed and you lo...
Off the village of Tiputa, Rangiroa Atoll, French Polynesia Saturday Morning The woman sat in the sailboat's cockpit, her legs stretched out in the sun, her eyes fixed on the thatched-roof cottages that rimmed the palm-lined shore less than a hundred yards away. The sun had been up for less than three hours but already the morning air was thick and warm, a...
Author's Note: This is a sequel series to Amy, Captured. To get the full experience, please read through that one first. So, I missed a week. It's been a while, sorry for the delay. It's been a bit busy for me lately, what with moving into a new house, going back to university, and finding out that my twins are both girls! Daughters, yay! Beyond all that,...
Ann was waiting for me in her parent's front yard, sitting in a lawn chair of her own. She got up and my eyes almost came out of their sockets. She was wearing a pair of very short cut off jean shorts, with the legs cut off at her crotch, exposing every single inch of her amazing tanned legs. Up top, she was wearing a tight, light orange tank top that was cr...