I'm having a very sad day. Billy told me I was fat and that's why he's not that into me anymore. He didn't actually say anything, or use words, but I just knew what he was thinking. He wasn't the verbal kind - instead guess he just worked long hours and paid the bills while I ran the household single-handedly. For years I've been horribly depressed ov...
Author's Note: The Dark Chronicles is my version of one of the world's great myth cycles. I play fast and loose with the more established versions of the myth (of which there are many) by introducing new characters, changing names, changing events, and generally writing it my way. Commentary along the lines of, "but the stories don't tell it that way" will...
Izdreth stood in the murky shadows of the battlechamber, still and silent as death. Every sense was sharply focused on finding and vanquishing his foe. He dimly heard his opponent's near-silent footfalls, the almost imperceptible clank of his chainmail tunic. Izdreth wore an identical tunic of finely crafted mithral. He stood absolutely still, not quite dari...
First Story The Looking-Glass and the Broken Fragments The Snow Queen sat on her throne of ice, surveying all the people who toiled in service to her cold delight. She was very beautiful, but it was a frozen beauty. Her long hair was white, totally devoid of color. Her eyes were the frozen blue of lake water and her lips were a deep and vivid slas...
When Michelle came back into the living room she let out an appreciative moan. "Boys..." she smiled, "don't start without me..." But instead of getting on the couch Michelle sat on the floor with her back on the couch. Then she shot us both seductive looks, "It's been a long day..." she cooed, "...I think I need a massage; why don't you guys get to wor...
Jenny must have felt what I was thinking because she said “remember what I said, he sees everything you do, he will be following you everywhere, seeing everything you do. Now, click on that picture right there, I’m going to show you how we make money around here. I did and up popped a picture. It was a woman who looked like she was in pure bliss as she was s...
Sandra carried the laundry basket to the laundry room. This was her main chore for the day. Her beloved Master assigned her daily chores, some of which were routine housekeeping chores, others involved her work situation, and still others concerned her own personal skills and talents. He generously allowed her a household uniform which consisted of a sim...
Author's Note: Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends. So glad you can attend, come inside, come inside! Yes, it's back! The Friday extra-story. For those who don't recall, this is a transcript of a weekly roleplaying session (played on the lovely Roll20 web service) played with my friends with me as the Game Master and storyteller. Last time, i...
Author's Note: I was listening to Brenda Lee's great song, "I Want to be Wanted" recently and it sounded like a story was in that sad song, trying to get out. Maybe this is that story. Thanks to techsan for his editing. Tennessee Waltz (© acuff rose music, inc.) was written by Pee Wee King and Redd Stewart. Never Ending Love was written by Delaney Braml...
(Author's Intro.... This story (Episode 2) is a 'prequel' to the 'A Day In Gotham' series that I wrote a year or so ago. In particular, it precedes 'Batgirl's Dilemma' which is the first story that I wrote and technically is Episode 3 in the series. I always had it in mind to come back to Batgirl at some stage (she's such a fun character!) and fill in some...