Thanks is due to my editing team: Girlinthemoon, Hal, Olddave1951, Pixel the Cat and George Anderson. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me a read and critical review. SBrooks103x also gives me a pre-post read. Thank you all so much; I love you. Because several have asked, and I wanted to, this is a repost of a story that is no longer on the site. If you...
This is Part 1 of 3. All three chapters are written and will be published in sequence. ***** Prologue "Mom, she isn't even going to remember me," Tessa Kerrigan said, crossing her arms in front of her breasts and looking out the window. Tessa hadn't said a word in nearly an hour, just stared out the windshield in silence. Her mother, Heather, had tricked...
Welcome back! For those of you reading The Runesmith Chronicles for the first time I recommend going back and starting with the first book The Runesmith Chronicles (it's actually Oni and the Farmer but it's too late to change it here :P). Mostly so you have a better understanding of how things like the magic system works and what's going on as I often refer...
Chapter 6 Alessia looked herself over in her bathroom mirror. Eighteen years old, and apparently the apple of every boy's eye? It had never occurred to her that she could be a twice, but, now that she was taking the time to assess herself, she could see how that could be so. That she was gifted with a talent with machinery was always obvious to her, and fo...
Amy prowled the office trying to pass time, absently shuffling papers on her desk that had been shuffled a number of times already. Again she glanced at the clock, realising that it had only been a couple of minutes since she had last looked at it. Anxiously she went to the window, peering through the glass at the car park below, still searching for His car,...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Also, this is not a 'stroke' story. The sex is minimal. If you are looking for a 'stroke' story, hit the backspace key on your keyboard. * Amber glumly looked up when her cell door clanged open. "Come on, Sweetheart, let's go," Elise smiled, pushing A...
I've read and greatly enjoyed stories by "Magi" and "Nick Scipio". They inspired me to create my own story of teen angst, love, and loss. To keep the melodrama at a high level, there'll be some incredible feats and heroic actions. This is no ordinary pair of kids and their adventures will prove it. If Navy Seals, football stars, surgeons, glamorous actors an...
******************************************************* Author's Note: Many thanks to my fabulous editor Rip_isback, who pointed out that I hadn't settled on a first name for may main character, among many other boo boos and aw shits. Thanks a bunch, Rip! In terms of the story, it's mostly true until AFTER the strip club. Swear to God it is! *************...
If I had known how the summer was going to unfold, would I have done things differently? Regret is a wasted emotion. Wondering if you should regret something is even less profitable. We do what we think is best with what we know at the time. It often turns out wrong, even if it is for the right reasons. I cling to that, believing it is far better than turnin...
To tell the truth, I would've been shattered by this time in the morning normally – I certainly wasn't a student anymore! It was past 2am and the five of us; the lovely Yannah, big boy Chrysler, chick with an attitude Fin, bloke in a dress 'Anne' and myself were sitting in an all night pizza joint somewhere near the Southampton seafront having bid the club f...