Chapter 1: Vincenza Stifling a yawn, Vincenza leaned back from the dull glow of her computer monitor and stretched over the back of the leather swivel chair, her arms extended and hands clasped. Editing this piece for the paper was murder. She couldn't comprehend why it was anyone would hire a writer who didn't use proper spelling, punctuation, tenses or gr...
*Note to readers: Changed Victor's last name to Frost* Victor awoke groggily on a cold, hard floor. His memory was a blur to yesterday's events, when he first came to he thought he was on Nicole's floor being punished. The air was stained heavily of piss and booze. His body ached all over, his head throbbed in particular. He struggled to sit up, only man...
Authors note: I have edited this chapter as I prepare to finish off the story. It was originally written a few years ago and my style of writing has changed a little since then. While the content won't have changed much the reading of it should be smoother. Enjoy! ~Ellie Cities of Power Ch. 1 The Great War had taken its toll on the lives of the generations...
Special thanks to sbrooks103X, Bebop03 and Chasten for the beta reads and edits The story is much more readable -- and much better -- for their input. And I have to thank The Missus for being...well, everything. This is a story we hadn't planned on writing. Hopefully you'll find this a distraction from all the lunacy around us these days. Relentless "......
They were at the Klinsberg Cafe eating lunch when it first happened. Juliet Baylor was sitting across her two best friends, Katie Deal and Lily Munn, at the table and the waiter, a young guy, brought them their entrees. As they begun to eat, there was an ominous buzzing around the room, only for Juliet to remove her phone from her purse to get the same notif...
Amanda’s heart raced the car reached its destination. She had trained months for this infiltration mission. Daily sessions at the gym, daily personnel dossiers to study, weekly mission scenario briefings, and lots of computer decoding, had dominated the last year of her life. While she was always intrigued with joining the world of spies and espionage, she h...
To my editor, PokingFun, for her expertise. To Chris and John for feedback and keeping after me. And finally, to TalonWolf, for a multitude of advice and because I'm sure he's out there with a sniper rifle making sure I write nice things about him. Yes, there is an honest to God sex scene in this chapter. I had to make it work for the characters concerned...
Rejections that should, but don't work: You would thinking telling a guy you're not interested works. However, he doesn't comprehend the notion that someone isn't interested in his gold-embossed skin. Because clearly, he's a walking Oscar Award, and every woman should worship him. A guy is hitting on you in a bar and won't fuck off. So you tell him you're...
I check my image in the pocket sized mirror that I've stuck to the back of my locker door. My short dark hair is neatly combed, the dark circles around my blackish brown eyes are not noticeable. There isn't a speck of make up on my brown skin because I don't bother with them. I have applied only enough lip balm to prevent my lips from getting chapped. In...
Chapter 7 Phallus in Wonderland The only explanation for this was that the robot knew how to send images to my optic nerves, substituting her own images for what my eyes actually processed. She also was able to directly stimulate the Nucleus Accumbens, which is the pleasure center of the brain! The fact that every square inch of my skin was now stimulated...