Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...
... Continuing on from the previous chapter ... Chapter 18 North Dakota Bismarck is a pleasant little city and the state capital of North Dakota. I found myself surprised at how hilly the environment was, particularly near the Missouri River that cut through the city. I'd been on some pretty flat land getting there. The Northern Pacific Railroad dominate...
(c) 2009 by Thrillerauthor When I rolled out of bed that fateful morning, I had no way of knowing that it would be my last day as Matt McCoy. After showering and dressing quickly (how I long for those days!) I bolted out the door for my train, looking forward to another manic day on the floor. Although I was one of the youngest traders at the Chicago exchan...
Sometimes you may think that you know that certain person with whom you work or who lives next door, who they are and what they are all about, but how many times have you been surprised by what you find when you truly get to know them ... Part 1 'He walked right past me,' Kellie Andrews thought, her proud shoulders drooping and her spirit sagging just a b...
This started out as part of my Conversations universe, but turned out a much longer story than I usually write. I do not apologise for its length, however, having received several emails complaining that I just write flash stories and offer nothing that readers can really get their teeth into. If you're not keen on long stories -- don't read it. If you're...
1. "Your new book is selling pretty well," said Irina Slonimska, Roger's editor. "Plumbing for the Panic-Stricken fills a definite need. I don't mind telling you that it saved me several hundred dollars in New York City plumbers' bills when I was editing the manuscript." "Did it really?" asked Sharon Hillstein, eying her old college roommate across the t...
This is the fourth chapter in this series. Minimal effort has been made to explain backstory, so it is recommended that chapters one through three be read first. ***** By sunset on the fifth of July, the first floor walls were mostly in place of the cabin Jordan was building on the land he had inherited. High stone exterior walls were built, but the cement...
"This meeting of the Kaplan University chapter of Sigma Sigma Sigma will come to order," said Sir Warwick Carlisle, president of the frat as he gaveled for silence. "Give me your attention." The brothers seated along the long mahogany table in the dining room of the frat house, dressed as usual for the monthly house business meeting in khaki trousers, white...
As always: Thanks to rf-fast for the editing work. Your insights are what takes this story from mindless drivel to readable. Attention readers: This is NOT a short story NOR does the sex occur quickly. Also, considering its length, it is light on the erotic aspect of stories on this site. They are there, but you have to read to get to them. If you are look...
Her ears popped as she stepped from the revolving doors and into the lobby of US Financial Plaza. Though it was probably just the adjustment of leaving behind the vacuum-sealed pocket of air in the doors themselves, Sarah Jane Scott could be forgiven for believing it to be something more symbolic and profound. The din of the world outside faded away. It wa...