Eagle in the Sunset 2019 Chapter 24 No I Expect You to Die
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Greg Miller is a 19 year old resident of the crime infested sunset city. By day he is a college student at sunset university, by night he is the crime fighting superhero known as power man. Blessed with the power of flight, super human strength, and indestructibility power man can seem like an unstoppable force when taken at face value, but will be be able to on the all the villains and crime bosses the city has to offer?
October 7th, 1995, 6:30 AM CT, Union Passenger Terminal, New Orleans, LA The Sunset Limited sat there waiting in the station. It had been combined with some cars from the other days train. One of the sleepers was at the end of the train, named “New River Gorge,” captained by Mitchell Bates. His worry kept increasing and increasing. He did some breathing exercises. This train was the train from hell as it was already. Something just wasn’t right. He was truly terrified; some sort of aura was...
October 4th, 1995, 4:15 PM EST, Union Station, Dallas, TX Jill, Josh, George, and Akilah were still engaged in conversation when the PA system came on telling of things about to change heavily for the people involved. They, of course, had no idea that there was an issue with the world known as Hurricane Opal; they had been traveling for several days. They certainly had no idea of the exchanges that had gone on between Amtrak’s management about what to do with various types of passengers. So...
Once a upon a time, a long long time ago yesterday in fact. Today I began my plan to catch the elusive one. The one who rescues clothespins from clotheslines. The plan was a simple one to string up 7 clotheslines facing the wind knowing that if she was near that she might hear the cries of the clothespins. Now that the 7 lines were up I just had to wait and hope the wind would do it's job and carry the cries of the clothespins. This quest started years ago when I first put a clothespin on my...
My buddy picked me up from the airport. We have spoken over the web hundreds of times and have talked over the phone a lot as well. We decided it was finally time to bring our friendship to the next level and meet. Seeing him for the first time, even though I've seen so many pictures, it's still hard to put his voice to his face. He has quite the manly figure, which is understandable since he told me he works out at least 5x a week. He picked me up in a work truck that something with "meats" on...
My Hero By J.L. Williams As I stared at the picture I couldn't help but cry. It had been almost forty years, but seeing his picture in the obituary section of the newspaper brought all the emotion and love flooding back into my heart. I have to tell this story; it truly is about my hero. My name is Michelle Anderson. I am now a woman, but I was born Michael McKinney. I was born a male, but I am now a fully...
Disclaimer: This story is my intellectual property, and should be treated as such, do not plagiarize, or post without permission. If it is not legal to view writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of bondage, feminization and other 'deviant' sexual experiences: don't read this. Don't read it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going any further is of your own free will, and responsibility is solely on yourself. Any similarity to real people or events is highly...
Remember the day we went to the beach to watch the sunset. It was a lovely, warm, summer evening, and there were lots of people sitting on the sand, drinking sundowners and watching the sun sink out over the cool South Atlantic Ocean. We walked, hand in hand, along the edge of the breaking waves, now and again dabbling our feet in the cool water as it washed over the sand.We slowly ambled down the whole length of the beach, until we came to the rocky area. There were only a few people sitting...
OutdoorWith attention focused on the small screen, Ryoko absently reached into the box and after a moment of two of groping managed to procure the intended prize. "Quit hogging the crackers!" She hissed in a low voice. Sparing the princess only the smallest of sideways glances. "You know perfectly well you're the one shoveling them into you trap!" Ayeka whispered, fiercely indignant. "Shhhhh!" Ryoko snapped "They'll hear your big mouth!" grimacing while gesturing at the small device...
I walked through the headstones towards Dad's car. It was my car now after that accident. I was walking away from the double funeral for Mark and Carol Arrowstone. It was less than a week ago that I had come home to the cops sitting in my driveway to tell me that Mom and Dad had been in a car accident. The drunk driver that hit them was dead too. Standing next to the car was Mike Larter, Dad's lawyer. He was handling the reading of the will and the distribution of my parent's assets. I knew...
Not a lot of sex. As always, I want to thank my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my story a much better read as well as their suggestions. Chapter 1 I was getting dressed to go to the Fourth of July party. I recently returned home from the service. I was asked to wear my uniform with my latest medals. You see, I was considered a hero in our town. I don’t see myself as a hero, I just did what any soldier would have done in my situation. I’ll try to explain exactly what happened. ...
Down To Earth (A Super-Hero Fantasy) By Dale Ribbons We begin our story with Trent McCoy III. Trent was 30 years old, a multi-millionaire, and head of one of the largest media conglomerates in the world. He was devastatingly handsome, with wavy brown hair, piercing blue eyes, and a tall, well-toned physique that looked great in his expensive tailored business suits. One would think that with all this going for him, Trent would have many romantic liaisons. You would be wrong....
Well, I decided to drop part two of this story publicly (you might remember part one being released just after Christmas last year) but as Part three and four are being released different tiers on my Patreon Tomorrow (sunday), I decided it was time to release part two publicly! I changed things a little for this chapter of the story, you won't see much dialogue, but a description of dialogue, and I also switched to first person. I hope you still enjoy it! Disclaimer: This story is my...
Although it was nearly impossible for Mike to believe, Erica was even more responsive in bed than Cat. The young woman came just from being kissed. He had never thought of himself as having much stamina in bed, but she was unconscious before he was even close to coming. At first it worried him a lot, but he got used to her collapsing on the bed unconscious within a minute of two of him entering her. The solution was to include Cat in the bed so that she could warm him up before he turned his...
G.S.P. Chapter 7 What Makes a Hero? Fang moved through the streets in wolf form carefully following the smell that she tracked. The smells of the many humans closeness to her assaulted her from all directions, but she had no problem moving forward. People parted from her presence, startled by her larger than expected size. Possibly there might be trouble if anyone called the police about a large wolf moving freely in the city, but hopefully she had made enough appearances with the super...
My head was spinning. Absolutely spinning, and it wasn't just the glass of champagne. The last month, the last year even, had been a complete blur. From high school swim meets, to a generous college scholarship, to the Olympic trials, to the eight days I spent in the Athletes' Village, to the medal stand (three times), to the media circus back home, to this bathroom in the swankiest hotel in the capitol city of the state I was born in. How could so much happen to one person in so little time?...
LesbianMadhav had been away at college for nine months, as it was his final year of engineering education at IIT Delhi. During this time, his mother used to call him almost daily on his Reliance mobile phone. Madhav has become very close to his mother Sarita after the death of his father. Her phone calls were full of love and longing to meet him and glowing expectations about his final results.Now as he was returning home with good marks and a placement with a leading technology firm in their R&D...
My wife and I have been married for twenty years now and our marriage had hit a rough patch. Sex was definitely one component of it. I wanted more of it and more variety and Dana said she needed more time together just doing things to feel wanted and attractive. I told her that I still found her sexy but she didn’t seem to believe it. Dana stayed in shape by doing yoga, running and walking and her body was toned but she was hesitant about showing her body off to me or others.One of the things...
OutdoorI was asked by a guy online to tell him what one of my sexual fantasies was… this is the result. We are riding around it the ranch truck, finishing some last minute chores. It’s been a long, hard day, so we decide to stop in the middle of a field on the way back to the house to stretch our legs a bit and to watch the sunset. You lower the tailgate and gently lift me to sit on it. You planned on sitting next to me, but the thought flies out of your mind as our eyes meet. My palms are resting on...
We meet at our favorite spot. The days are still long, but are now starting to get shorter. And the weather is still warm by day – even hot – but the evenings are getting cooler. We are both tired from our busy work days. But as we see each other approaching from afar, the tension and fatigue melt away, and our hearts beat just a little bit faster in anticipation. We meet, we touch, we smile. And then you take my hand and we turn together to head down the path leading to the shore....
Love StoriesThis here town, Sunset, would be a quiet, peaceful kinda place if it weren't for them Bickle Boys. Them Bickles is the meanest, nastiest bunch you ever seen. You know how some folks'll get testy when they been drinkin'? Them Bickle boys start out actin' ugly when they is still stone sober. An' after that, every shot they swaller jes' turns up the meanness another notch! There ain't never been no controllin' them four boys, nor their rascal hired hands, neither. We've had a whole mess...
Finally, the day was getting cooler. It had been hot and unchanging, the sun beating down mercilessly, sweat trailing down spines and in between breasts. It had been an oppressing day; and Tessa Midderhelm had been hungry. It was the heat that had done it, that and her husband’s seemingly unexplainable loss of appetite in sex. Alec hadn’t showed any indication of desiring lovemaking from her at all in the past two or three weeks, and damn it all!--Tessa was a healthy woman. She had needs and...
October 8th, 1995, 11:40 PM CT, Mile 2342 Union Station, Phoenix, AZ The finger for the train sat in the parking lot of Phoenix Union Station, in his brand-new 1995 Range Rover County, smoking a cigarette, and luxuriating in the scent of it and the Connolly leather of the poorly-built British luxury off-roader. He was intently listening to his electronic radio scanner waiting to hear from the freight train as it passed through so that he could give a good estimate, and ensure that it was...
October 9th, 1995, 1:40 AM MST, Mile 2525, Desert, AZ “Ok, pack up. Everyone, as fast as you can. Try to not use lights and face them away from the track whenever you actually need them! We don’t want anyone to see us here. We failed on the train, let’s try and save our own asses!” Cigar yelled, “Finger and I will stay behind, I want every one out of sight before the train gets here! We are going to fall back on our excuse of a terrorist attack! MOVE OUT!” This was Cigar under pressure,...
October 9th, 1995, 4:15 PM CT, Chicago Union Station, Chicago, IL John was getting stir-crazy; it was now 4:15 in the afternoon, which meant they were 3 hours and 17 minutes late, and they were just coming to a halt at the platform of Chicago Union Station. He had an hour and a half to catch his train, but since it had been getting relatively close, he had been nervous. Now as the train was actually in the station, he breathed a big sigh of relief; he was now relatively certain to catch the...
A Hero's death need not always be literally. As the old saying goes, you either die the hero or live long enough to see yourself become a villian. But in doing so a Hero is dead anyways. Gone are the morals and the justice. No longer are they a role model for the youngsters. Often they don't even maintain the same appearance or name. So in essence they are dead regardless. And this is one such story. Our Hero doesn't meet her life's end, but her no beginning as something not quite what she used...
Ok it was like this I needed furniture for my dorm room such as a comfort chair or maybe a futon or something like that. Hell even a better mattress for the bed would be nice. However I am your typical first year college student. I'm broke all the time. So when I was heading home to my parents' house (Just so they could feed me on the weekend) I noticed a sign that said "estate auction today." Well that sign had an arrow pointing down a cross road of the state highway I was on. I thought to...
After two weeks of intensive training, Professor Jackson was ready for his adventure to begin. Rather than training with swords, he had spent his time working with simpler weapons that could be made by hand in even the worst of circumstances. Is it easy to use a club? Everyone knows how to use a baseball bat, or at least they think they do. How well does a club work against a sword? He found out that there were some things that worked and others that didn’t. Professor Jackson did not fare...
Hero By Cassandra Morgan I knew better, dammit. I was smarter than this. From the time I first dragged a pair of panties up my legs, I have been scared to death of being caught, and the fear has made me sharp. I was never one of those transvestites who secretly wants to get caught by his mom or his wife or his co-workers. I always knew it would start a river of trouble flowing. So I knew better. Hell, I dressed before I went home, but not after. It was just for self-protection....
Disclaimer: This story is my intellectual property, and should be treated as such, do not plagiarize, or post without permission. If it is not legal to view writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of bondage, feminization and other 'deviant' sexual experiences: don't read this. Don't read it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going any further is of your own free will, and responsibility is solely on yourself. Any similarity to real people or events is...
Fire raged in a burning torrent through the bomb blasted school as Ginny Taig rushed to find the exit. The smoke was thick and dark as midnight as she tried to make herself heard over the cries and screams of the children she was trying to lead to safety. ‘This way!’ She shouted through the burning murk. ‘Come this way!’ The children might not have understood the words she used but they followed her voice. In a frightened mob they found her and she ushered them as fast as she could out the...
It was official. My first day at U.A. It had been my dream to come to U.A. Something I had wanted for so long. However... the problem was my quirk. Due to the way that the entrance exams worked, I wouldn't have gotten in to the Hero course under normal circumstances. However I got in through a recommendation... that I obtained by using my power. As such, Class 1-A all the way. I suppose I should explain. My power is called "Trigger Happy". For as long as I am making eye contact with someone, I...
Mind ControlYES! It has finally happened. You have finally received the call that you have been waiting over two years for. For the last two years you have been a super hero in the sprawling metropolis of ‘the city’. You have patrolled the streets stopped crimes, helped people, thwarted super criminals , rescued kittens from trees and you have done it all with your customary boat load of style. It is the hope of every super hero to get the call you just did, you have finally been given the opportunity to...
Don't be a hero Why is my wonderful friend Josie dating a meathead like Brian Bates? Josie wants me to stay out of it, but I can't resist being a hero. ***** Josie was the girl down the road, and had been my best friend for as long as I could remember. Apart from being boy and girl, we were extremely similar. I was a bit of an outcast, but I was pretty good at school, especially maths and science type subjects, and I liked to read. I also liked exploring outdoors and riding my...
The door to the warehouse groaned loudly as it was lifted. Light poured in, filling the dark interior. A lone figure stepped inside. *Izuku Midoriya, 15 years old. UA High School student and aspiring hero. Hero name: "Deku" *Quirk: One For All. Passed down from his mentor All-Might, One For All grants Deku immense strength. However, his body can't handle it at full power yet, forcing him to either use it sparingly or limit the intensity. The young man frowned as he glanced around at...
I explained to the various people who wanted to talk to me about the explosion that I had school on Monday and that, with their permission, I would make myself available after classes. That seemed to satisfy them. The Fire Marshall said he would meet me at the school at four o'clock and we could do the interview there. I wasn't so sure that was a great idea, but I was too tired to argue. I just wanted to get all this over with. Fire Marshall Craig Dullins showed up just as he had promised...
Damn, I thought I was home free. There had been nothing mentioned about the accident for the first few days after we got back from Florida, nothing in the papers, radio or the newscasts that I saw. That is until today. The Westfield Sentinel had a front page story about the accident along with a mention of a reward being offered to the person who saved the Westfield Academy's Girl's Basketball team. The reward was about $25,000.00 which the school, the insurance company and even some of the...
Hero Momby PakeldLeon Davidov landed with the rest of the scientists in the Gyrocopter, along with rest of the staff (those who weren't working grave shift). It was another 'perfect' day in the desert of Kazakhstan, in 'Science City #31). Hot, dry, and already too bright, many people had already put on their sunglasses.He was a dutiful Party member, blond and slightly muscular, a little shy, but whip-smart and a good problem solver. He tended to put in a maximum of science and a minimum of...
MY HERO by Rachel Ann Cooper © 1998 Story may be archived for personal use only. May not be re-posted to any site, pay of free without permission. Since this story ?turns' on a promise concerning Halloween, it seemed an appropriate time to submit it. Roger and I have been pals since the 6th grade when he transferred in from Castle Shannon. By his standard, ours was a big town and for some reason, we seemed to hit it off right away. We spent a lot of time together...
Hi friends, this is Shweta with the second part of my story. I’ve got huge responses from readers for my first story and I am very happy about that. First of all I would like to apologize because I couldn’t reply to some of you, but I am writing the second part of my story for all of you. Keep reading my stories and post your suggestions, that would help me narrating you my life. For new readers, I would suggest you to please read first part of this story .. Continues…… I looked at the clock it...
IncestThis weekend I'm releasing CoaH 4&5 on my patreon to different tiers... so I guess it's time to release chapter 3 for everyone else! |_| Let me know your thoughts! Disclaimer: This story is my intellectual property, and should be treated as such, do not plagiarize, or post without permission. If it is not legal to view writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of bondage, feminization and other 'deviant' sexual experiences: don't read this. Don't read it, if it is...
Daniel started. “All my life I have been a nerd. While in college, I was a charter member of the Society for Creative Anachronism. I fenced in high school, and when the SCA was founded, I expanded into all sorts of medieval weaponry. I became super nerd.” “When I was a little older than you are now, I was recruited,” he paused for effect, “by a smooth talking guy who said that my knowledge could be put to rewarding uses. I could never have known how rewarding! And now, I’m going to recruit...
Maggie looked around the large room as women seated themselves in various groups, quietly talking among themselves. She could hear snippets of conversation here and there as she walked among the different groups. Of course this was being broadcast all over Cassandra. This was the second most important topic, if not the most important topic, of any conversation on the whole planet at the time. It concerned the Heroes of Earth; that made it a prime subject. Administrators, archivists,...
My Personal Hero By RogerGirl "Mom, can you help me with something?" my older son asks calling to me from his room. "What is it, honey?" I ask as I come in his room. "I don't want you to freak out or anything, but can you dress me up like you?" he asks nervously. "You want me to dress you up like a woman?" I ask a little surprised. Jake has never shown any interest in cross-dressing before and he had a girlfriend, so I admit I am a little confused. Maybe he's been...
Sunset Over Cairo A black kite wails through the cooling air as evening falls over the great plain of Gizeh. Beneath the sinking sun, the dull dirt landscape glows in momentary splendor. Shadows lengthen as the black kite plunges, and a tiny shriek of death goes unnoticed on the plain. To the east in Cairo’s old quarter, Masr al-Qadima, a clear-eyed muadhdhin prepares to climb the winding stairs of a golden minaret. Shadows snap to black in an instant as the sun finally dies, leaving behind...
The late afternoon sun was disappearing across the trees. Long shadows were the norm now as the time was approaching sunset. We had been walking through the woods on a comfortably warm spring day and were making our way back toward the car, albeit by taking the scenic route. We were not too far from the car when we noticed the sky beginning to turn an orange color for sunset. I spotted clearing off to the side. A clearing that was perched on the top of a cliff, overlooking the lake below. The...
Sunset I almost feel like a tiger stalking my prey. The way I’ve been watching you all afternoon. Admiring the way you sway across the sand, your smile, your hair and the way the sun shines across your face. I can smell your fragrance and it makes me want to pounce. It’s almost sunset and this private cabana couldn’t have been a better setting. A picturesque beach before us and the intoxicating smell of jasmine fills the air. You lay down in front of me and I start to caress your beautiful...
Remember the day we went to the beach to watch the sunset. It was a lovely, warm, summer evening, and there were lots of people sitting on the sand, drinking sundowners and watching the sun sink out over the cool South Atlantic Ocean. We walked, hand in hand, along the edge of the breaking waves, now and again dabbling our feet in the cool water as it washed over the sand. We slowly ambled down the whole length of the beach, until we came to the rocky area. There were only a few people sitting...
Sunset. The sky is on fire with gold, pink and red as the sun begins it’s decent into sea. The air is warm as I watch from the balcony, sea-birds dance in the last rays of the day and I can just make out lovers spread out over the beach as they watch the daily spectacle. I’m impatient, willing for the sun to be gone and for the last rays of the day to disappear so that she can join me. I sigh deeply and lean onto the glass barrier – not long now. The minutes pass and soon the sun touches the...
SupernaturalBit of me in the beginning, skip toward the end if your looking for just the sex part.It amazes me the beauty that nature brings to the table without even trying. From the awesome power of the sun as it sets and rises to the sensuality of woman's body to the gentle dance of plants as the breeze pushes the waves plants from side to side. As I gaze upon with excitement as the sun sets over the lake; colors of orange, yellow, and red within the center and streaks of purple and blue on the edges....
Maggie parks her car at the trailhead. She loves trail running and today has decided to run the 5 miles into Sunset Hot Springs. She's been there once a while ago when she was a freshman in college. Went with some girlfriends. They hiked in and spent the night. All of them got naked and had a soak. There would be some good lesbian fantasy material from that trip if she really wanted to get into it, but she'd rather think about Will. The hot springs are situated on the edge of a beautiful valley...
After a few years of talking about taking a vacation together, this year we put together our money in May and paid for a trip to Key Largo at the close to the end of summer after your job slowed down from building all of the summer season. Somehow we managed to get booked at some sort of private beach place that was available and in our price range. I remember thinking “Man, I hope we have some privacy so we can just fuck all we want outside!” And smiling as we left the webpage that booked our...
Sunset I almost feel like a tiger stalking my prey. The way I've been watching you all afternoon. Admiring the way you sway across the sand, your smile, your hair and the way the sun shines across your face. I can smell your fragrance and it makes me want to pounce. It’s almost sunset and this private cabana couldn't have been a better setting. A picturesque beach before us and the intoxicating smell of jasmine fills the air.You lay down in front of me and I start to caress your beautiful back....
The death of me on the sunset strip a short story by pelnarsarah coming in from the hot dusty weather, Jamie lifted the canteen over her head water poured over her long black loosely curled hair making it cling to her rock hard body underneath her army green wife beater and gun belt hanging from her shoulder. Zombie brains washed down to the floor and floated down the stream on the concrete. What's for dinner bitch? she jokingly says to Lucy, Lucy had stayed home to cook a dead...
Warning: This story is a work of pure fiction, and contains some adult matter, including transformations from male to female. If you are under the legal age (18 most everywhere) or are offended by such, please read no further. This is the first in a series of stories I'm writing based in a strip club. I don't know how long this is going to go on (so far, I've only got ideas for five stories including this one), but I'll write as I get ideas. Like the "Spells 'R' Us" and "Bikini...
Sunset I almost feel like a tiger stalking my prey. The way I've been watching you all afternoon. Admiring the way you sway across the sand, your smile, your hair and the way the sun shines across your face. I can smell your fragrance and it makes me want to pounce. It’s almost sunset and this private cabana couldn't have been a better setting. A picturesque beach before us and the intoxicating smell of jasmine fills the air. You lay down in front of me and I start to caress your...
Straight SexI was angry. I know that's no excuse, but that's how I felt. I had planned our trip for weeks, suffered through crowds of people and long lines, not to mention a ten hour flight getting to Maui. And what does Bill do? He scheduled a business meeting for our first day! "Well screw him!" I thought. I was going out to enjoy myself. That's how I found myself at a tiny bar, less than a block from our condo. It had awful Hawaiian music playing for any tourist that happened to find it, but it...
October 12th, 1995, 8:15 AM MST, Holiday Inn & Suites, Phoenix, AZ The evening before was interesting to say the least; John was impressed with how efficiently his son had sorted wheat from chaff in the information relating to the train derailment. He had quickly concluded a number of things that even the trained investigators of the NTSB and FBI had missed. It wasn’t evidential; it was logical, and based on understanding the motives of human beings. The derailment narrative being...
The Hero By Margaret Jeanette Cindy Bronson was exhilarated. It was her wedding day. They were at the reception afterward and he had just left her to go to the bathroom. She was thirty-one and had thought for awhile that she would never get married. Then she met Robert and it was a whirlwind courtship and now they were married. Her sister Lorna came to talk to her. She knew Lorna didn't care for him because he didn't pay a lot of attention to her. She was used to being the center...