Author's note: Oleander Dreams was written for the "Beyond the Wall of Sleep" event honoring HP Lovecraft. It's partly dystopian, partly a descent into madness. Is it real? I'll leave it to you to decide. I hope I've done the estimable Mr. Lovecraft justice. For those of you who are looking for my "sick puppy" material, I'm sorry to disappoint. For everyon...
“You’re drinking your life away.” Allan Ranker tried with out success to pull his best friend, Michael Verona, out of his self inflicted hell. Six months ago Michael had been a budding musician with the world at his feet. Today he was bordering agoraphobia, drinking like a fish, and wasting his talent writing love poems for pretentious self centered woman th...
(Author's Note: I put in an introductory part to any series I write so that anyone who hasn't been reading the former parts of the series can catch up to speed. However, if you've already been reading this series, you can skip the intro by heading down to the first page break, which looks like this: *****. Thank you for reading, and enjoy! LQ). You have got...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Author's Note: This story idea came from a reader who prefers to remain anonymous (you know who you are!). I modified it based on what I felt would make it a good story, and after a few hours of pondering it, the story took on a life of its own. This story has been a great challenge, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it. WARNING: This stor...
Total Woman Academy graduates were ubiquitous in international commerce, national governments and advanced research institutions. The organization had placed graduates with countless organizations controlled by their extensive network of the world's elite. The peak recruiting seasons were spring-time, when TWA senior coeds graduated into the broader world, a...
I AM WHERE YOU BELONG. She told me it was no problem; but it was. My name is Tom Teeter. My problems are at a lifetime, worst ever. I am living in the shadow of a divorce that has devastated, humiliated and embarrassed me more than I could imagine. My ex-wife has hurt me so badly that I honestly am not sure I can survive this grief that has descended on me...
I, finally, got to the perfect position and I would be able to observe what was happening in the courtyard of the building where our target was being held prisoner. The rest of the SEAL team would arrive in about ten minutes to effect the rescue of our target. My name is Rick Steiger. I am a lieutenant in the United States Navy attached to SEAL Team 12. My...
Jesus Correria's POV Near US-Mexico Border, East of Nogales The Chapter Presidents had been trickling into the parking area of the National Forest that we used as our meeting place all day. I sat on a picnic table, eating a burrito I picked up before leaving Nogales, as Manuel tore into his bag of fish tacos. The Denver President was last to arrive, Pedr...
Authors Note: Thank you once again to everyone who leaves comments and feedback on my writing, it is much appreciated. Thank you very much to Aisielynn who continues to my second set of eyes, she is a great friend to help me out so much. This chapter was written along with the previous chapter so it is a bit earlier than my usual postings. I hope yu enjoy it...