For reasons you will soon learn, Spring Break is my favorite time of year. It is a time my wife, Jill and I are allowed to get away together and leave the every day stress and strain of work, family, and a thousand other distractions behind and just enjoy being with each other. We typically choose a vacation location that offers warm weather, good golf, and...
Laureen's husband Earl was a good provider but he was always on out of town business trips for two to three days at a time. As the area rep for Brabant newspapers he was responsible for selling advertising from one end of the state to the other. Brabant publisher a series of weekly small-town newspapers in a dozen towns and Earl Simpson's job was to sell di...
Vicki had met Don Barnes when she answered a classified ad in her local newspaper. "Part time personal assistant required for retired businessman. Generous compensation to the right applicant." Vicki had called and was given an appointment to be interviewed by the potential employer. At thirty-three the single mother of a sixteen-year-old daughter and an...
I had been dancing the night away with my friend Rachel in the latest, trendy, London nightclub. I was thirsty and getting tired. I was also incredibly frustrated. There was nothing but gorgeous men surrounding me and so far not one had shown any interest in me or Rachel. We were starting to think we had stumbled into a gay bar. Although, the enormous amount...
Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and are 18 years or older; any likeness to any living person is purely coincid...
Lauren had just received a text message from Rainer saying that he was under attack from angels. She remained calm like she always was. It would be rather odd for her to make a loud outburst during the middle of sixth period creative writing class. She was not known for even talking in the first place. But she had to leave immediately to help Rainer, could t...
Note: I'm sorry for the extended delay in posting this chapter. Life just gets in the way sometimes. That plus some writer's block and boom, months have gone by. As always, I welcome constructive feedback. However, comments that are racist or suggest violence/hate will be deleted. Reading earlier chapters will provide essential context for some reference...
There were many perks to being a mage. For instance, whenever Tor Moraine and his troops had to set up camp, Tor used an enchanted tent that set itself up or tore itself down when he spoke the appropriate command words. Meanwhile, his men had tents of the boring, non-magical variety, which required old-fashioned elbow grease to be built. Sure, Tor could ha...
© 2009 by Magus Ronin * "I can't believe I let myself get talked into this, hell of a way to spend my birthday. Accepting a dare to spend the night alone in a haunted house; come on Salyna, tough to get more cliché horror film than that. And now I'm even talking to myself," Salyna said aloud as she stood in the dark second story room she had ju...
The day started out like any other, boring and seemingly endless, I got to the office late, received a dirty look from my boss and felt tired from a late night with too little sleep. The coffee in the office was terrible but I helped myself freely to it anyway hoping the caffeine would revive at least a tenth of my energy and get me through another long day....