Note to reader: This is my very first chapter story so critic is welcome. I hope to be as unpredictable as possible so that way you are always at the edge of your seat. If you like it please rate :) Thanks so much for reading. I will try to update often. (Also **** means the point of view is switching) "Alpha Xavier, me and the boys are ready. My group w...
I was walking home from high school one lovely spring afternoon, preoccupied with graduation and going off to college in the fall, when I came upon a woman just ahead of me, struggling with a bag of groceries. "Excuse me," she called out as I passed her. "Don't you live in 527 Kenwood?" That was the number of the apartment house where I lived with my parents...
[©2011 by Clinton09; all characters are over the age of 18 with identities disguised; for ages 21 or above] [A small devout family of a religious sect decides to retire in rural Texas. Their only son was now adrift with no one of their 'kind'. He had to find someone...] I was a financial wizard on Wall Street. It was almost assumed that someone from my ba...
Chapter 1 The semi-crippled owner of the 183,600-acre cattle spread, Matilda-Eyre Station, in nor-western South Australia, Ritchie Rogers, called for a meeting of all 22 employees at 11.30 am that day to hear about changes to the running of the huge station (ranch), that covered just over 287 square miles of principally semi-arid land. The mainly males arr...
Prologue In my professional life as a Clinical Virologist specialising in sexually transmitted and blood borne infections I worked closely with what were then known as Genitourinary Clinics — now called Sexual Health Clinics. The basic premise of this story is therefore based on actual fact, although as far as I am aware there is no health spa or clinic lik...
"So, which way?" I asked once we were settled in the car. "Keep heading north there'll be a dirt road turn off not too far up." My rental pony fired up sweet and the radio was still near max volume cranking out "Little Wing" by Stevie Ray Vaughn. "Hey!" we both said in unison "You go first" you said politely "I was just going to say this is one of my...
Michael Alderman was enthralled. He had never entered the White House and was fascinated with his visit. The offices, rooms, and paintings made him feel like he was in an episode of the West Wing. He saw some low level politicians and secretary's tell the history of the White House, the presidency, and the people who held power in the US. Anyway, mid-way t...
XX The Good of the Country Psychlone 2106 "Eric Esterhazy is a cunt." Psychlone, or Simon as he was still known to his mother or Psy as his friends called him, liked the lyric's essential message, but it raised a host of obvious issues. If he incorporated the phrase into his next release, would anyone even know who Eric Esterhazy was? If it hadn't been f...
My career as an independent film producer had begun several years ago. Back then during the early 90's I had made commercials for household products. After a few years I was tiring of peddling laundry detergents and body soaps and other junk to maids and other women. I decided to move on and look for a different theme. I also felt that I could find work othe...
Where are we going?" Gloria asked when, after having gotten her out of bed early the next morning, we were walking out to the plane. "Today is sightseeing, by air. The American Southwest as you've never seen it," I answered. "We have reservations for today and tomorrow in Sedona, but it's getting there that is going to be fun." We took a meandering route,...