Ria was sitting in the bar of the Ritz Carlton hotel in Las Condes, Santiago, reading an article on the Las Vegas race on the ESPN Desportes website. The article said that Carlos Sanz looked much improved over last year, and that his off season time with the sports performance experts must have helped. It ended with a short tribute to Luis Tabernas, noting t...
Thai drove through the outskirts of Zenith toward the center of the city. At this point the sky was lighter. The black of night had already faded to a deep blue which started fading into orange. She could see a thick brown layer of smog congesting the skyline of multistory domes and buildings around the city's central hub. With every city block closer to the...
Author's Note: This is a short set in the same wider setting as "The Voyeur Husband". Reading the other is not at all required to understand this tale. I do hope you all enjoy. ________ Shadow and Lust ________ Lounging comfortably in her chair Cassie watched the vivid blue's of the news feed scrolling across the bottom of her television screen. The anch...
Bolivia, 1983 Summer knew that something was wrong the second she saw Otoniel dash out of the jungle towards her. His eyes were as wide as dinner plates and the color had completely gone out of his skin. He was panting too hard to shout anything at either Summer or Russ, but there was a sense of panic that had completely engulfed him. "Walter," Summer gue...
This story contains themes of forest fire and may be triggering for some readers. Chapter 1 The French Polish was chipped and the white nails had lost their luster. She stirs the ice cubes with a paper straw, stabbing at the orange slice floating on the ruby surface. She raises the glass, examining its contents. The glow from the sky outside, played with t...
On the shadowed rim of lost nightmares, haunted by visions of the Reaper and the Brothers Grim, it’s hard to find the distinction between what is real and what is an illusion. Sitting on the edge of just such a pointless realization, I crushed out the last bit of my “rollie”, (better known as a cheap, hand-rolled smoke), and carefully tucked it into the wor...
Of the words spoken in verse by the shrewish woman in this part of the story; these words hold a mystery at the heart of this story, there meaning is revealed by the end. Any criticism is very welcome as I am relatively new to writing, this being the second story I've written. I hope you enjoy. Thanks, Blithering Hayseed ***** Guthredd Sleeve-heart's...
It always made things easier if the building was old, a heap of concrete and grimed glass that had little in the way of physical locks and nothing at all when it came to more sophisticated security systems that cost real money and made a real difference. This was a prime example of the type, an office block that had somehow managed to survive the turn of the...
The Doldrums: The Sailor and the Virgin Ch. 10 The quest for the selkie maiden Author's note: Several months ago, I left off this story after chapter 9. Thanks to encouraging reader feedback, the muse returned. The story is finished. Sunday The lass was gone. Liam moved swiftly about the cabin, endeavoring to think rationally while he pulled items out o...
Edited by Treasured.. thank you! * Katarina watched through the scope of her rifle. The young woman was maybe twenty one, twenty two? She was in good shape, perhaps an athlete. Her long blonde hair flying through the air, looking like a halo around her angelic face. The naked man chasing had almost caught up to her, his huge erection was hindering his mov...