Immersion Playground Book #3: Flight to Paradise Chapter 14 Mac steps off the American Airlines jet, exhausted. It's nearly midnight and having to sit cramped up in a tin can for three hours isn't he his idea of a good time. He had no bag, since the trip to Dallas and back only took one day, and he's looking forward to getting to his motel and catching so...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER: As you might have gathered from the title and description, its time for a trip back to 1957, and the long-gone days of poodle skirts, bobby sox, pony-tails, diners, drive-in movies, classic cars, rock & roll music and juke boxes. Robbie is a young man who escaped from his awful family and rents a room from a married couple, when t...
Kris prowled restlessly around the dark room, no windows, a steel door, locked and barred from the other side. Not a sliver of light could penetrate the interior of his room. No furniture for comfort, nothing that he could use to escape. Time had no meaning within the confines of the dark room. He could feel that darkness had fallen, just as he could feel t...
FROM THE AUTHOR: This chapter ends the long journey of Henry Heller. After reading the comments not written by trolls, who by the way seem to mostly infect the LW category, I feel that I need to explain a key point in the series. The criticisms were that I was rehashing conversations between Henry and Darcy. The rehash occurred over ten years after the ev...
Emesyn was there when they brought 'it' in. It was suspended in a clear fibreglass tank, surrounded by deionised water, and suspended on twin hooks (also fibreglass) under its 'armpits'. Emesyn found herself unable to watch it for more than a few seconds at a time, and even though it definitely wasn't human, she found herself expecting to see arms and a lowe...
Before I get into my story I would like to explain to the readers that I am blind and a paraplegic. I became a paraplegic after contracting polio in 1959; even though I had received the polio vaccine. In 1983 my sight had deteriorated to the point where I was legally blind because of retinitis pigmentosis. Unable to continue my studies; I left university; de...
I dedicate this story to Amanda, a fan of Jack Nicholson and a fan of Bostonfictionwriter. She asked me to write a story about Jack Nicholson with her in the starring role. I agreed to write the story because I've always been a fan of Jack Nicholson's, too. Normally, as you can discern from my name, Bostonfictionwriter, I only write fiction, generally ficti...
ADVANCED SABOTAGE Ever since Adam had reached puberty, and 'discovered' girls, the two things he enjoyed most on earth were - in order - black women, and sabotage. His interest in black women was complicated to explain, and something he experienced intensely - bordering closely on a form of religion, almost. It came, after he had reflected on it a great d...
After they had both cleaned themselves, Lyla made her way to go out the door without a stitch of clothing on. "Shouldn't you get dressed first"? Lyla laughed "you're gonna have to get used to life outside the church soon dude," she said, walking out. Jack reluctantly left his clothes behind and walked outside and was greeted by another surprise. Everyone...
The iron door hung heavy on its hinges. Poe raised his hand and banged as loud as he could. A small camera buzzed as it panned back and forth across the hallway. He stared into the lens, and it hesitated a moment on him. He raised the cooler in his hands. A loud click sounded, and the door's security disengaged. Poe went inside, and the door slammed behind h...