Chapter 11: Helped and Helping I got home to find Savannah at the kitchen table with Mom. They were deep in conversation and hadn't noticed my arrival. I stood and listened in for a while. "I just don't know. I love him so much. I want to make him happy, I really do. It's just when he was punishing me he seemed to change and it scared me more than I've eve...
As usual I'd like to thank mikoe the baby for editing this story and for making it what it became. She pulls my cold dead fingers away from the comma key (on those oocasions when I actuallt type usually I just scribble down the word in crayon with no punctuation at all.) * * * * * * Most of us develop our personalities over time and due to a plethora...
i It all started when they made suicide legal. I guess it really started before that, when that group of university scientists in Singapore set up Stephenson Lenses in the local emergency rooms. Even though it was what they intended, they were as surprised as anyone by their results: images of unexplained energy leaving the dying. Of course the scientists...
Note to Reader: It's 1532 and the main character, Leyla Khanom, is a Harem girl of Turkish Anatolian origin. A raven beauty with dark hair and eyes with light skin, she is a woman of great intellect, culture and possess artistic and musical qualities. A great conversationalist who can hold discussions on Greek Philosophy, Astronomy, Theology, Political strat...
Article 1 (sorted chronologically) Owner: Stiles, R. Item: Written Log Fragments (2/15/48) Thought that the pool would hold it (section missing) a week, it had almost completely filled the thing. It doesn't move, except to grow larger. Worried that- (remainder of entry was destroyed, presumably due to incident) (2/21/48) -extraterrestrial in ori...
Dear reader: welcome. I wish to note here up front that this piece is "novella" in length. It's not broken up conveniently into numbered masturbatory installments. If you are after that, there is plenty of good material to be found, but this one doesn't really fit that bill. That being said, there are numerous sexual encounters in this piece, all among conse...
They came for her while the sun was still high. Proctor Vesle, Constable Varlet, and the town elders. She saw them coming long before they arrived and her sobbing mother begged her to run, but it wasn't in her nature. Someone would have to die today, and she couldn't allow this mantle to fall onto one of her friends. She made tea and had it poured and read...
The hollow autumn moon lingered low on the watery horizon as beautiful, white crested waves crashed against the sandy shoreline in reckless abandon; the chilled evening air was heavily permeated with a stringent salty stench that easily carried far inland on the brisk breezes. Stray seaweed strands were strode about the beach in random disarray. Aged driftwo...
Chapter One Hundred Thirteen: Mourning After a night spent reassuring ourselves with sight, taste, and touch that we were both alive and unharmed, I rose the next morning, tired but feeling better than I'd felt in months. Knowing that battle was hanging over our heads was a heavier weight than I'd thought. Alistair was still asleep, his golden hair slightl...
"Hey you!" Elizabeth beamed as she came out of the plane. Alex smiled a happy smile and hugged the woman. "How was New Orleans?" Alex asked her. "Boring!" Elizabeth laughed. "There is only so much statistics a person can handle!" This got Alex to laugh. She seemed to be hovering just off the ground and Elizabeth wondered why. Alex was almost skipping dow...