It was Valentine's Day once more. Every since my ex broke my heart two years ago, every act of romance soured my stomach -- literally. I couldn't stand to be physically near any public displays of affection. When friends and co-workers talked about being "in love" I had to leave the vicinity. It was a true test of wills for me to not smart off to all these f...
A note from the author: I've attempted something a little different with this story, for it's the first time I've written about well known characters. I've always been a Soprano's fan, and consider it one of the best programmes to have ever hit our screens. I hope this story has captured some of the personalities and how they'd react in situations such as t...
Author's notes: All characters in this story are over 18. This is a fictional story, but it was inspired by an incident from my working days. A coworker confided that she wanted a month long trial separation but her husband didn't. She insisted and they gave it a try—she hated it, while her husband loved it. Due to shifting assignments I lost track and never...
My wife Alexis and I have been married for about 10 years. We are both 32 and college educated. In fact, we met our freshman year at a fraternity party where I had just pledged. Alexis was in our sister sorority and was there with several of her sisters. I immediately took notice of Alexis as she stood across the room with her back to me, talking with her...
This story is an attempt to rewrite a story that I had read a long time ago. The other story was written in Hindi and didn't delve into the characters as well but the plot stuck in my mind. I am making an attempt to write a story from the woman's perspective for the first time; hoping that it turns out ok. Just like my other stories, please be warned that...
I followed Cici back to her shop. She dropped off her car, and climbed in to the passenger seat of the Mustang. Rental, but a nice one; rag top, which was down. Perfect day for a drive... The valley had not yet warmed up to full heat, and the wind was down. Maybe low 70's, and crystal clear skies. Cici slipped on some fashionably oversized sunglasses, smiled...
John rubbed the back of his neck. Things weren’t going so well. He wasn’t in bad shape, he was still up, but he had lost most of what he had won. He felt her hand on his back. “Hi Honey!” she sweetly sang. He didn’t turn from the table. The shooter had just made point, he didn’t want to be distracted. “Why don’t you take a little break? Come up stairs w...
Mark cradled his head in his hands. The warm wetness on his cheeks shocked him. He looked up at the few strangers sharing the Airport gate with him. None of them seemed to have noticed him at all. He was alone. How alone would he be once he got home. The image of his wife burned in eyes and the tears rolled from his eyes again. How could he have done...
Ramon had moved into the nice little house in the suburbs just months ago. He was really delighted to be so lucky to get a home that was both affordable and close to his workplace. The house was on a quiet street with good connections to his workplace, so he needn't drive too long in the morning. So far he hadn't had much contact with his neighbours but they...
Author's Note: I'm sorry it took me so long to post this - I was taking a break to recharge my batteries, so to speak. Since it was mentioned by one reviewer, I decided to include a part about some of the other experiments going on in Variona's lab, and that sort of gave me trouble. **** Waking up to find yourself in a stone cell sans clothes and with a...