Author's note: This is a work of fiction. The characters portrayed in this story are not real people. Any similarity between characters and organizations and real people is purely coincidental. Thanks to all who read Chapter 1 and provided criticism. It is always welcome...even the criticism that hurts. One apology...Someone pointed out that the Marines...
It would do no good, at this time, to protest my innocence to this crime for which I have spent the past five years of my life paying my debt to society. The police didn't believe me back then, neither did the twelve people, not smart enough to avoid jury duty, believe me. I had thought that my lovely wife would not only have believed me, but would have wait...
President Laura Kettering's POV White House Situation Room Most of the National Security Council was back to get the additional briefing after the explosive revelations today. I wanted to know more immediately, and I wanted options. As the presentation of the history of Colletta's family was laid out, I could see just how pervasive the werewolves were...
5:03 I'd made it to Saturday. My feelings were conflicted. The time loop had been soul-crushing at times, it could make everything seem pointless. It was a lot like purgatory. But in some ways, I was quite thankful to have been caught in it. Besides the obvious- averting millions of deaths, I thought I was coming out the other side better for the experien...
It's cold. Brisk, as my mom put it this morning. Fall is in the air and just like that, New York put on their coats. At least, it's cold to me. I never know how to dress anymore. I don't have an extra layer of fat like I did when I was Ben, so I've noticed I get colder much quicker now. The last couple of days have been all sweaters and jackets. Central Park...
This is the first in a series of stories about consequences. Thanks to Angel Love for her comments and editing. My name is Eve. I'm married to a man named John Constantine. We met and married when I was twenty-three and he was twenty-six. He has a brother, Robert, a little older than he and they both lived with their father Salvatore and their mother, Cha...
ONE They could sense her approaching before they ever saw her: Hope Escher. The Woman From the Edge of Town. The Cock-Breaker. The Glitch-Bitch. The Broken Lady. The forty-five year old woman didn't appear particularly noteworthy. Five and a half feet tall, a slim build, a small bust, and a rather plain face. Light blond hair cut off at the shoulder, grey...
Janet Simpson stormed into the den, placed her hands on her hips and shrieked, "Goddamnit George, are you going to take the garbage out or not?" George Simpson slowly lowered his newspaper, looked at his wife coldly and replied in an even voice. "I told you that I would take the fucking garbage out when I finished the paper." Janet turned back to the kitch...
His discovery happened like most discoveries of this nature do, because of a moment's decision to do something different. An opportunity had come up for June. It was on a Sylvester Stallone action movie, being shot in Louisiana – in New Orleans. Sylvester Stallone – long a champion of those up and coming – had requested June work on his project, and he'd gi...
The next day was a lazy Sunday. We slept in late. Then we went to our favorite bistro in SoHo for brunch. We were sipping coffee and reading the newspaper. Well, I had the newspaper in my hands but I wasn't focusing on the words. My mind was elsewhere. "Jen, can we talk about what we talked about last night?" I said. She put the paper down. "Sure baby,"...