*Thank you all for continuing to read, vote, and provide feedback. I hope you'll enjoy this chapter.* After four hours of browsing booths, attending panels, checking out film screenings, and watching cosplay contests, the threesome went to a burger stand to gorge themselves on greasy food. Once their bellies were full, they said their goodbyes, then heade...
Hey there, readers! I just want to take the time to thank those of you that have followed Danica and Ryan's story from the beginning. Those of you that picked up in later chapters, I thank you, too! I am seriously nothing without my readers and fans; that being said, I need you guys' help. This part of the series is about to come to a close (I figure I ha...
I was half way through my daily grind at work's gym, when Jen walked in. For the last few months, Jen and I had been gym buddies, an arrangement that worked well for both of us. Jen had always struggled sticking to a regular routine, her various vices always too big a temptation when it came time to make a choice. I, however, generally found that, once I de...
Copyright© 2009 by David Paul Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Please note that the story is based in Australia and is written in Queen's English therefore my American audience will notice subtle differences in wording or phrases. * The engagement party was a pretty big event. I had finally finished with my therapy, was only on a low dose of me...
James was discharged from the hospital a week later. The cardiac enzymes had come back negative but the heart catheterization showed that he had hypertrophic cardiomyopathy—a thickening of the heart muscles. "What that means is that you can't exercise as vigorously as before, this thing can kill you if you do. If you do as you're supposed to, and take the m...
"What are we going to do with you? I mean, seriously, what are we going to do with you?!" said my mom. I sat on the living room couch, facing my dad, who was sitting in a chair with his head in his hands. Mom was pacing back and forth between us. Dad lifted his head up. "There's nothing we CAN do. She's an adult, she can make her own choices. She made the...
Let me preface this story with thanks again to Random Librarian for editing. Don't expect any overt sex in this story. So you may have noticed Book One (Diary of a Loser) was a "high school" story. Book Two (Diary of an Underdog) was a "military overseas/homefront" story. So now Luke is home. That means Book Three (Diary of a Hero) is... well, you'll just ha...
Adults only warning: This story contains scenes of violence and explicit sexuality, and is not meant for children or the sensitive. If such things offend you, don’t read this story. This story is very loosely inspired by the plot of the opera “The Flying Dutchman” and by an old Twilight Zone episode whose title I have forgotten. Nearly all of the roles are...
"The gym is, like, super cheap. Twenty bucks for a years' membership. Campus gym or not, that's AMAZING as far as fitness centers go," Cassie said, waiting for the automatic doors to open. That was Cassie's 457,321st reason why Reema should come along on her next trip to the gym. The previous 457,320 reasons related to how 'kickass' Reema would feel, what an...
Part 1 Sarah was squirming again. As if yesterday hadn't been bad enough, today was promising to be even worse. She had woken to the sound of Church bells. In the small town where her mother lived everyone went to Church on a Sunday. That included her mother and also included Sarah, Linda and Sandy. Only John had managed to find a good reason to be excused,...