Chapter 27 -- Non-verbal communication disorder The semester was drawing to a close. No one was more aware of that than counselor Dr. Lynn Hartman, because she was bombarded with frantic calls from many of her clients, some of whom were going to fail classes, some of whom were worried about leaving the university for the summer, or for good, and some of who...
LIFE IS FOR LIVING - - - by BLS The night that I went to that fraternity party I was determined to live life to the fullest. . . .I wanted to experience it all and I was fully prepared, or at least I thought so, to give myself to a man that night. The booze, the pot, and the pills were also new and I knew that they'd be there as I dressed for the party that...
Author's Note: This is not a story. This is a behind the scenes look at my writing of "There Was an Accident". If you don't want to read about how my story unfolded, the thought processes involved, and some things that didn't make it into the published story, then just stop reading now. There will be no sex in this writing. Well, OK, maybe not none, but n...
Author's note: Originally this was super short, around 4k words. After reading some reader emails and comments on my other stories, I decided to add more meat to the pot. It's still on the short side, but it's not the hit and run piece it was. As always, thanks for reading and please rate and comment. ********** Murder In High Heels Steve Johnson was s...
"So Ash,what mess have you gotten yourself into this time?" Ashland looked up at the police officer staring down at her. "Stuff it up your ass Brody. I'm not in the mood for it." One of her oldest childhood friends cracked a smile,and he sat next to her. "Well you know,it's not every day that I get told my best friend is sitting in the hospital after draggin...
Please let me know what you think and be respectful in critiques and compliments.Enjoy! "She made me love her," Robert said to the counselor. Since his divorce from Nicole and the loss of his job, he sank into a deep depression. Thank God his severance package was good enough to keep him afloat for about six months. It also covered his stay in the ps...
(c) GratefulFred The King begins to speak to our rag tag group of randomly picked adventurers. "Dear brave noble warriors..." Suddenly the king stops speaking as an advisor whispers something in his ear. The king lets out a weak cough and continues. "Dear randomly picked adventurers whom have the misfortune of being drafted to tackle the menace of the ar...
Chapter 8; To be a man, a husband, a father, in the dark. I am lying on a beach, in the sun. My skin, chilled to the bone only a few moments ago, now basks in the heat as it soaks into my body. My bones respond and begin to feel light again. The heat penetrates so thoroughly, so efficiently. I can feel heat; heat to the point where I feel wet from perspirat...
Author's Note: Once again I want to thank Techsan for taking time from his busy schedule to correct my spelling and punctuation errors for me. This is a lengthy story so I have divided it into eleven parts. I will get all parts posted as quickly as I can. Just so you don't waste time trying to find Brodricksburg, Pennsylvania on the map, it doesn't exist. B...
Once again thanks to Alex for allowing me to continue his story, and many thanks to Harryr for his editing. Prologue: Victor Brown was gone, and Gary Owen was left to carry on; yet the reality was still the same. The man who'd destroyed all he could of his old life, the man who'd changed his name, the man who'd moved to a tropical paradise was still the s...