Matt's trip to the States had been very successful. While he hated to be separated from Sofia for even a day, the trip had been unavoidable and Sofia would have been miserable had she accompanied him. With this latest business deal finalized, Matt expected be able to stay close to home for a while, close to the woman who had changed his life. As he lay in b...
Chapter 8 We left the offices of Hoffman, Phillips, Browning and Dunne, and headed South down Main Street. I drove carefully out to the eastern edge of the city. As I drove Beth asked "Where are we going Alex?" I replied "It's a secret." I put a finger to my lips as if I would shush her. Beth was impatient but willing to go along with me for a little wh...
Author's Note: If you are discovering this from the New list, then please be aware that this is a replacement chapter in the chain story "A Royal Sacrifice", filling a hole left when one of the authors in the chain left Lit and took down all her stories. With this chapter, all the missing chapters have been replaced, and the story is once again complete. Na...
Chapter 2: The American Dream Questions, Comments & Suggestions welcome. The restraints creaked and groaned as the voluptuous young blonde writhed against their oppression, her skin reddened and bloody from the effort. Butterscotch Fox lay naked on a reclining metal chair, bound at the wrists, ankles and neck by Diamentium cuffs. One arm was hooked up to an...
He moves through the nave with the easy grace of someone who wants nothing. Each step sliding into place and coming down quietly on the flagstone floor. His eyes explore the room, settling on details of stonework and bright stained glass windows, tugging his head and the rest of his body along behind, and every so often, when his face is pulled my way, I cat...
A cold silence filled the cathedral as Azagthoth walked among the unconscious thralls, his bare feet echoing against the tile floor. He looked around him dispassionately at Nico and Filia's handiwork. His eyes lingered upon the Angels. "The marks actually worked on the Seraphim. How interesting. I was expecting they'd kill you both." Filia was still feeling...
Author's Note: This story is one of a series, but they can be read in any order. * * * The city of Standup was off to powerful start. Just weeks ago, this land had been jungle—thick, obscure, dangerous jungle. But men had come and hacked away the trees. They had pulled up the plants, burned the logs and stamped the ground flat. They had made wooden huts, t...
She walked through the thick smoke, passing the piles of bodies set to flame. She heard the screams, coming from everywhere and nowhere, echoing through the haze. She had been here before. She knew this place. Every detail of it was carved into her soul. A scar that would never heal, she would never let it. She knew what would happen when she turned around....
Luke wandered down the wide stone steps of his new home, the former Castle Heindenreich, now renamed Castle Wagner in his honor. He was hung over from the gathering in his honor the night before and was now in search of a cup of coffee. Luke's hand found the top of the wall on the spiral stairway and descended toward the kitchen/dining room area. The past we...
Claudia leaned over giggling and spoke into my ear loud enough above the crowd noise, "We could do this just as well at home or at the school. I didn't come to Europe for kid's pizza parties. Did you?" I smiled up at her in agreement, "Yeah, I know." "Well they're probably hungry after that tiny continental breakfast and that early morning city tour of the...