This was my entry for the 2016 Winter Holidays Contest, and one of my personal favorites. Re-edited as of Feb 2019. All applicable characters are at least 18 years of age. ~~~~~~~~~~~ The airport was busy with holiday travelers, myself included. I had my reasons for wanting to attend college on the opposite end of the country, but the downside was I rarely...
A Preface: This is something that's been on the back burner. I hope you enjoy it. It runs a little long so I've broken it into smaller parts for your convenience. That way should your boss start hovering around your work station, your husband or wife decides it's time to eat, or one of your kid's starts looking over your shoulder you might have a convenient...
Dante sauntered lazily into the classroom that morning, unaware of his easy rolling swagger that caught the eye of all the girls. Unaware of how his perfect, rugged profile and messy black hair brought a hitch in their breath. Unaware of how the other guys hated him with the terrifying intensity of an angry swarm of bees. He wove his way through the maze of...
Captain Tomisic sat there and waited for maybe thirty seconds before he tried again. He hoped that he could raise the remaining crew aboard the Darkstrider. Just as he was about to open his mouth, a voice crackled over the comms. "Perseus, this is Darkstrider! We're still here, sir!" "Good to hear your voice Commander Sunara! What happened earlier? There w...
Erin Kemp worked for me. Quite a few years back, when I was in my 20s, I somehow ended up managing Hector's, this college bar in the small, Midwestern city where I had been going to school, and Erin was the first employee that I hired to work in the place. If you had ever seen her, you would have understood why I picked her before anyone else, though, truth...
I usually don't post my stories in their entirety, but since I do not have this title up for sale (yet), I am gifting the readers of my work with this raw second draft of Red Passion, completely for your enjoyment. Levana Hyll **************** Chapter One The twin suns poured the heat of their blue fire upon the city of Thalanamei, turning the buildings...
Author's Note: I am making fewer mistakes. Tim413413's life as an editor is getting easier. Of course, he may just be fixing the blatant errors without telling me. I prefer to think I am growing as a writer, so keep it to yourself Tim. And my thanks as always. ***** The Festival I was already tipsy. The rum was well disguised in a slurry of tropical juic...
or, an Essay on the Folly of Not Drinking Enough Rum Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut. - Ernest Hemingway Long after the 'Cold War' ended, relations between The United States and Fidel Castro's Cuba remained - to put it mildly - strained. Well into the 1990s, when people fled Cuba - usually by boat...
The orbital barrage was ferocious, explosions lighting up the sky as batteries of Quantum Flux Cannons pounded the surface of Arcadia. John and the girls could feel the vibrations through their feet, each massive blast sending tremors rippling outwards that reached the Invictus dozens of kilometres away. "Holy fuck..." Dana muttered leaning against the wind...
Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...