Warning: this story has subjects relating to abuse and a range of other very dark subjects if you are sensitive about this then please don't read if you do then enjoy and don't worry it's a love story there's always a happy ending in a love story. ----- An old plastic tray in my hands waiting in line to get some food, looking around at all the people in th...
At long last I have this done. Thanks for your patience and I hope this meets with your approval. I know my lagging ways suck sometimes and i apologize, but life loves cheap shotting me at times. Anyways, read it, love it, vote on it, tell me what ya think about it, and above all kids enjoy the show! * As Anna tried to stand she felt every bone in her bod...
Kai and his friends stayed over the weekend, but I wasn't much of a hostess. I worked out, ate, and prepared for my upcoming appearances. For every Bodyglove event on my schedule, I had radio and television interviews to do. Almost all were taped ahead of time with the local hosts and played in the leadup to the event. By getting them done early, I wouldn't...
CHAPTER 1: A Trance Encounter Kate scribbled through her paperwork like she was trying to fail a test. She anxiously tapped her foot on the hardwood floor and flipped through page after page, jotting down all of the required of initials. Claire admired Kate's headshot on her driver's license. Her full name was Katherine Ann Thompson and she was a petite bl...
Alec and Jessica, after and over. But will Jess let it stay that way with a new woman on the scene? G'Day LA had turned from a cross-culture promotion into an international phenomenon. Word had gotten around how much the Aussies loved a good party, and the high and mighty of LA came running. From a small get together of Australian actors and singers to anyo...
EDUCATIONAL REFORM Skjold "Golden Arm" Odinsson was late to his class on Diffeomorphic Transformations of Nonlocal Semi-Logical Quasi-Riemannian Manifolds. Again. He tried to enter the lecture hall as unobtrusively as possible. Not an easy task given the circumstances. He took his usual seat directly behind the girl with the golden cornsilk hair. She turne...
JOB DESCRIPTIONS Hi there, my name is Igor Stiffpounder, and I'm a diener. No, make that a senior assistant diener. I was promoted last month. In other words, I work with the dead. However, most of my deceased helpmates just lollygag around and are of no help whatsoever. Sometimes I almost feel as though I'm working solo. That's one of the reasons I've go...
"So how does this look?" Aoife turned toward her husband, one fist on her hip, posing like some clothing model for a cheap mall store. The lacy white tank top and skin-tight white shorts showed off her petite figure. Rick's eyes lingered as they studied her, then he smirked. "Like you're planning to blind everyone on the beach." "Hey! I actually have a tan...
Author's Note: During this past weekend, I was sick and bedridden. With nothing else to do, I decided to revise this chapter of "EvilKidKneeVeil57". I did a few changes to the chapter. There are a few subtle changes. In regards to an 'Iggy' story: I am in the process of making up a storyline for this story. Right now, I am in the character development stage...
Part I From my window over the manufacturing floor I could make out the two figures huddled together at the far end of the #1 Line with their animated gestures and exaggerated responses. If the conversation limited itself to just that, all was probably fine. If it escalated then I would need the shop foreman to step into intervention mode no matter how much...