While Celestial and the tribal pack head north to meet with Gray, Swift plans for her own defense. Celestial hopes her new abilities will be enough and Swift hopes she has enough abilities left to face a more powerful foe. Can evil be defeated? Gertrude drummed her fingers on the table. "He's reaching out to us." "Who?" "MRKX." Wanda gasped. "I heard Jan...
Brenda was so glad she'd found Simon. He spent almost all his time at her place in Long Beach, rather than that smallish apartment in West Hollywood. They were soul mates and Brenda paid for everything. The thing was, Simon wasn't any good at anything at all. He wouldn't work, refused to learn how to drive, and had a lack of confidence that would of seemed...
Romy and I love to travel. We were touring the American West when we heard about a valley hidden high in the mountains and a village of people there with some wild sexual customs. We were having supper in Sanford's Grill and Pub in Rawlins, Wyoming, one night in June. After our meal, we sat at the bar where we met some other tourists, a ladies' baseball te...
He rode into our valley in the late autumn of 1882. I was a mere lad then, barely tall enough to see over the old hay wagon. In the clear Colorado air, I could see his progress a mile away. At first glance, there seemed nothing remarkable about him, just another stray rider taking the dirt road toward the group of frame buildings that was our little town. Th...
Part 10 - The Mist on the Lake Artur returned to his sleeping chamber and bade Emmelyne leave. "I'll care for her now," he said, sitting on the bed and taking the hand of Miryamme his queen. "Don't leave me, don't leave me. I don't want to be left alone. Is my doll looking, with no eyes, no eyes?" "Sshhh, my queen," Artur calmed her, gently stroking her l...
"More wine, Ginnie?" Lawrence asked in a "maybe you've had enough" tone. "Yes, please," I answered, turning my gaze back to the last of the lingering sunset behind the Allegheny Mountains on the other side of the Shenandoah Valley. I was a bit amused at what must be a conundrum for him—wondering if I'd had too much to walk a straight line but enough to make...
Chapter 1 Tommy Thorpe (32), who farmed alone, was whistling as he worked on maintenance of the highway boundary fence-line when he saw an on-coming cyclist making hard-work of riding up the incline. He finished replacing missing staples on some of the battens (droppers) strung between two supporting posts on the almost mile-long of that section of fencin...
The Beautiful and Strong Ladies of Promise Valley The First 100 years The great Canadian Shield was and is an unlikely place to find utopia. The shield is eight million square kilometers that make up central and eastern Canada. The rocks are pre-Cambrian, among the oldest on earth, more than four billion years old. In the northern tundra regions the shield...
Chapter Twenty Glade was by far the villager least visibly upset by the discovery that the winter route was blocked. While the chief and his most experienced hunters spent the rest of the day and all the next exploring and evaluating the few limited options available to them, she was preoccupied in checking the health and well-being of the woman and childre...
Chapter Twenty-Nine -- The Scribe After delivering the sedative that would allow Oana to separate her soul from her body, Danka returned to the safe-house, changed into a workers' outfit, and left Novo Sókukt Tók. She returned to the farmhouse, packed her bucket, and went to sleep. She'd have to wait for Ernockt to return from work before departing. He had...