The Promise Pt. 01 of 4 If Vanity Fair's Becky Sharp reappeared in the modern world as an ageing rock chick affecting the gravitas of a Whitehall mandarin, she could possibly be mistaken for the heroine of this story. But she'd have to work hard to be as unpleasant. Our story is set in London in 1992. Mobile telephony, Internet based communications, and...
One would think that being the Unconquered, chosen of the Sun himself, and destined to shake the pillars of heaven and topple the thrones of unjust kings would mean that I wouldn't have so much paperwork to do. But liberating three cities and a good chunk of the Burning Sea from the jade-heeled boot of the Regency had dumped a great deal of it right into my...
Part Fourteen: A Traitor of Two Nations Interlude Yavara sat upon a black throne. She closed her eyes and savored the discordant symphony of wails and moans, the drone punctuated by the clanking of chains and the cracking of whips. Exhaling contentedly, she opened her eyes. Below her laid a spectacle of depravity, churning masses of flesh oscillating to so...
Party planner Margo sits on the job. Heath's date with his High School Spanish teacher gets out of hand, especially when the cops get called. ***** 11:00 AM, Saturday Lunch rush at Hilltop Restaurant, Wildwood Pennsylvania. Hectic! "Oh my God! I'm pulling my extensions out." Kwikki N'Dolla found herself overwhelmed by so many tables to take care of. Her...
It took quite a while for my wife and I to come to terms with the fact Amy had given herself to my life-long enemies. However we eventually, albeit slowly, settled down and concentrated on looking after our children. We spent many hours revisiting the last few years, reliving the activities we had indulged in and talking out the tremendous and traumatic affe...
(Circa 2003) Afia, Stacy and Tania, grateful for the final bell, burst through the front doors of Rockville High excitedly. It was only two more weeks of school. This week was prom, next week was finals and then graduation. Tania, who just got asked to prom, needed a dress to wear and they decided to take the next bus out of town to head to Providence to...
—To the comeback kid in all of us.— * Hair blow-dried into submission. Check. Gold, smoky eyes; baby pink lips. Check. Sascha stared at the two piles of clothes on the bed. The first one was too casual for a dinner with the boss and co-workers; the second, too professional for the night of dancing to follow. She had to hurry; Liya would be here soon. The...
"Teaching music is not my main purpose. I want to make good citizens. If people hear fine music from the day of their birth and learn to play it, they develop sensitivity, discipline and endurance. They get a beautiful heart." Shinichi Suzuki I've spent my whole life playing music. Both of my parents are professional classical musicians and professors of mu...
Author Note: With everything going on in the world at the moment, I wanted to write something a little less serious. I hope that comes through and you enjoy it. Thank you for taking the time to read my story, I really do appreciate it. Prologue It was a typical Sunday like any other. Mary Jacobs was grabbing the last of the towels for the pool when the do...
Author's Note: Burning Man is the world's greatest fantasy event. This story is based on an actual encounter. ***** The sun was up and already hot. Voices were speaking to me, although an incredible hangover headache prevented comprehension. "Look at him! What are you doing, lying in the dust?" I glanced down, groaning. Overnight, the wind had come up an...