I walked down the stairs and out onto the street. Seeing it was Sunday morning the street was deserted. There weren't any cars moving and no one was out and about. I knew finding a cab was going to be difficult this early so I started walking. Once I crossed the street I looked up to where I was sure Janie's apartment was and saw a drape flutter closed in on...
***** For Future Consideration ***** The trip to confront Sara's father had turned their world upside down. Andrew was still disturbed by the notion that he was like her father. He wondered if he was destined to keep drawing powerful women into his life. The frequency with which Karen invaded his thoughts had been growing narrower, and he was beginning to...
"Good, good. You're awake. The memory loss should be temporary." Assured an aurburn-haired beauty with vivid green eyes that stood over Dick's bedside. She wore a rather comical looking black beret made of slick vinyl; which seemed to match the black, studded dog-collar around her throat. As Dick came around, the throbbing of pulse-pounding drums and saxopho...
Enter the Scarlet Samurai: She looked across the short distance to her opponent, a long time criminal that had managed to have his last conviction over turned and was back on the streets. He had not waited very long before his compulsion for wrong doing took over. In the dim light of the alley she could make out his tall thin frame with long greasy hair tha...
"THE DEVONSHIRE EPICUREAN SOCIETY": A newly-discovered "Sherlock Holmes" Adventure from the Memoirs of the late John H. Watson, M.D. Copyright 2004 by SEXY_GOURMET, All Rights Reserved, No Copies, Reprints, or Quotes Without Express Written Consent of Author. FORWARD/PROLOGUE: WATSON: Throughout the years, no doubt many readers of these chronicles of my...
Author's Notes: Once again, welcome back to my story, my faithful readers! Thanks for hanging with me, and especially to all of you who have taken the time to comment or send me feedback messages. I have received a number of suggestions of potential future characters, and I'm looking at ways to work them into the story in future chapters. This installmen...
"No. No fucking way, Todd." The prissy head of the English department, Todd Fogarty, leaned back and folded his fingers together. His bald head and leathery neck gave him the appearance of a turtle, Tara thought. "We're all having to make sacrifices, Tara. These students don't have anywhere else to go." She fought the urge to lean over his desk. That woul...
Max Burnage Ep. 01: Cheaters Beware The following is a spin-off of my series, "Cheater's Gallery," which features Adrestia Rhamnousia. As always, constructive comments are always welcome and appreciated. Please refer to my profile for more on my personal policy regarding comments, feedback, follows, etc. (Yes, I do moderate comments.) And remember, this is...
The Subject 2: Further Research Chapter One Prologue The young scientist, her eyes intently staring into the miasma of numbers flashing across the screen before her, sighed dejectedly. Why wasn't the damnable thing working? She thought, and ran her hands through her dark brown hair. "Rita," she said, not looking up from the computer read-out, "run serie...
Authors Note This story was written for the National Novel Writing Month 2011 in November of that year and was completed on November 29th 2011, although the editing took a little longer, hence the slight delay from finishing to publishing the book. The setting for this story is a small town in the Midlands and is expressly designed to be around seventy sho...