My name is Rachel Shay. What I'm about to share with you is very difficult. But I must unburden myself somehow. You see, I was born different from the rest of humanity. I am a genetic mutant. Unlike the mutants you see in the movies and read about in science fiction magazines and comics, I'm quite real. And my life isn't a fairytale of adventure. And I live...
She remembered dying: It was still clear in her mind. The van was filled with gaiety, alcohol and pot, all overpowered with a dense cloud of sexuality pulsing with desire, when in an instant it all changed. Sexuality became terror as the van left the road preceded by the sound of metal enmeshing with the guard rail. Laughter was replaced with screams as the...
Raney is a petite and strikingly beautiful ebony young woman who possesses magic hands and massage therapy certification. Her smile is disarming and she always asks me what I've been up to since the last visit. When I tell her about my workouts, she deftly directs my answer to the body parts that are sore as she leads me to the room at the end of the hall....
Makawee was laying out corn husks to be dried and used as woven baskets, when the call from Dancing Wolf came to her. As the words he telepathically sent entered her brain, she immediately halted her task, then headed for the teepee which he made as a home. Upon reaching the natural dwelling she pulled back the flap which served as a door, then stepped insid...
People spilled outside the gallery, sipping champagne and laughing softly. It was located in the back courtyard of a prewar building in the old part of city, and I was glad Eva had given me directions to it. I had the distinct feeling that I'd been there before, but I didn't fully recognize the place: the windows and entrance had been covered over with black...
2 The next morning Buffy was getting dressed and headed downstairs to have breakfast. She was getting suspicious of her mother. It seemed at times that her mother was checking her out. 'No way. My mother knows perfectly well that I would never be into her. It just doesn't seem right.' "Mom, do you find me attractive? Or am I kidding myself when I see you s...
I forgot to name the books that inspired me to write this story: - "The Sheik" is a 1919 novel by Edith Maude Hull - "A Son of the Sahara" by Louise Gerard (1921); "The Flight of the Phoenix" 1964 novel by Elleston Trevor "The Sheltering Sky" 1949 by Paul Bowles "The Sheik" is a novel set around the time it was written - so just after World War I. The fema...
It was 147 years since Collapse, that cataclysmic year when the world’s economy and governments broke down. No one was left who had lived through those times when, almost overnight, money became worthless, treaties and the laws which dictated how a society functions were rendered useless. Manufacturing and technology ground to a halt. Oil refineries ceased...
Raney is a petite and strikingly beautiful ebony young woman who possesses magic hands and massage therapy certification. Her smile is disarming and she always asks me what I've been up to since the last visit. When I tell her about my workouts, she deftly directs my answer to the body parts that are sore as she leads me to the room at the end of the hall....
Mary Cassidy was forty when she met the Reverend Joseph Drummond. He was a fine African male tall, well muscled, and with an obviously fat package buried inside his custom trousers. He was also unmarried and since his newest church did not supply him a rectory, he was looking for a home. Mary was the best white real estate agent in town. There was a time wh...