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WESTERN VAMPIRE

The old rundown cabin seemed to,hold a charm of its own though no one lived there any more. The small grave yard just metres away prove testament to the humans who had tried to farm the arid hostile land and failed, the grave markers fallen to disrepair, the writings faded with time, the ancient mission church not over a mile away also littered with graves and fallen down gravevstones, some still bearing names and descriptions of people long forgotten. One ancient stone crypt stood like a...

House Across The Lake

This work is copyrighted material. Anyone wishing to copy, archive, or re-post this story must contact the author for permission. House Across The Lake By Paul G. Jutras The wheezing gray camp bus, 'Camp Thundercrack' read the faded rust covered lettering, slowly bounced along the winding road. The bus was practically empty, since most of the parents had sent their kids to camp the week before. Pushing the blonde hair out of my face, I pulled out a detective novel from my...

A Knight in Shining Armour

Author's Note: In this story, I have used section dividers to indicate achange in either place, time or both. I have also used section dividersto separate the same event from the perspective of a different character. --- o -- What happened that night was never far from Julie's mind. Julie closed hereyes for a moment. Instantly her memories of fourteen years earlier came vividlyto mind. She was just completing her sophomore year in college. She had justhad her 20 th birthday. Julie was...

Valentine s Day 2016Chapter 2

The folks were in the Kennedy station wagon coming home from the hospital, so I went straight to the Kennedy's to give 'Jeannie the Junior' my completed homework and to pick up the new assignments. It didn't take me long to do my chores and then sit with Shelly while I told her that doing the classes away from school wasn't bad. She could write notes if she needed some help with math. We hadn't been in bed long when I head the Kennedy ring on the phone. Our phone rang a minute later....

Himura Battousia Book 2 Kenshins PastPart 211 Not Zero

Tonight, we're going to unearth Kamiya Kaoru's grave-- (Late at night, four figures gather around a gravesite.) (Earlier) Yahiko: Unearth Kaoru's grave?! What are you thinking? For what? Aoshi: It's the surest way to verify that it's Kamiya Kaoru's body. Yahiko: Verify? Aoshi: Listen. You didn't see the circumstances that led up to Kamiya Kaoru's death yourself, but didn't you think they were odd? Beginning with the destruction of the Akabeko, the persistent, malicious attacks...

Being More Social Chapters 1 5

All throughout middle school, I had hated the name Adam Watson. It was a name the school bullies had become all too familiar with, and it became a name I figured was cursed, and I too for having it. They always liked to give me increasingly bizarre reasons for their bullying – “Adam can’t talk to girls, he must like men,” “Adam still wears tighty-whities,” “Adam doesn’t like looking at porn,” crap like that. I knew their true reason for picking on me – I was just another geeky, socially...

Being More SocialChapter 5

Eventfulness, as my father had predicted, usually just ended up meaning trouble for me, so I was glad to find out that after a very event-filled October, November went by as eventlessly as it could. Thanks to Nicole's talk with me, there was no bad tension whenever I was around May, which was good since drama class necessitated that you need to be ready to act with anyone at the drop of a hat without any tension being present. Megan and I began texting, more frequently than with Nicole or...

Tempest of LiesChapter 21

The still air lay sodden and warm from the first wave of early summer heat, and moisture clung to the Cohort's face as he crept along the side of the path which wound along the west side of the island. His fingers twitched despite how tightly he had laced them, and he spun his gaze behind him every few steps. Ahead of him was the S-shaped curve between the trees which lined the shore to the left and the gardens to the right. Just beyond was the dwelling of Elder Yurton. His breath became...

Five Hertz of Separation chapters 41 45 of 61

CHAPTER FORTY ONE It was easier to talk after Pegues left the room. "Tell me, Lee. What's it like being a boy?" "It's so strange, Mother. I'm stronger and faster and louder. People pay attention to me." "Tell me about it. What do you think about wearing pants?" "It's summer. A dress would be cooler but Mr. Pegues wouldn't allow it." Thank you, Miran. "He's right about that, Lee. Your father, on the other hand ..." "Do not be foolish, Alexia." "Awwww come on,...

A New Style of Education Part 37

A New Style of Education by Karen Page Part 37 It seemed strange to wake up in a room with no windows, but it was probably fitting after a rather strange day that turned out nothing like I'd expected at the start of the day. Most days have a pattern that has some type of expectation built in. Yesterday just didn't fit into anything that had previously happened. One question kept buzzing through my mind, apart from Sam - wow, that was some other thing...

RuneswardChapter 43 A Funeral

The following day dawned bright, though not quite as hot. A slight summer squall had hit just before dusk the previous day and had raged throughout the night, but only the slowly burning fog, some puddles and a few mud patches were left to note it’s passing. By mid-morning, when the townspeople came to honor one of their own who’d fallen in service to his neighbors, the fog had lifted and the puddles slowly melted away. A fair breeze blew through the town further dissipating the heat, the...

Zombies want Sperm

A Halloween special story.Julie had suggested camping. Frank's breakup had been devastating. They needed to get him out of the house and force him to start living again. Roberto wanted to organize a softball game in the park. Walter thought a horror movie marathon would put him to rights. Angela wanted to take him to that raunchy strip club across the county line, where there was nobody to enforce the decency laws. But Julie would not be deterred. So camping they went. They chose the forest to...

Arlene and JeffChapter 11

Jeff started to remove Little One from his back as Jill sat slumped in the chair, but Diana put a restraining hand on his arm. "Wait, Baby." "What? Why?" Jeff said, frowning. "Jill's obviously sick. Little One can get started on her while she's out, or sleeping, or whatever she's doing," he whispered back. "And Caitlin just told me..." "Her pulse is really high..." Caitlin started. "Bill and Kathy need to see her like this," Diana broke in. "I think Jill has just fainted...

Reaper Script

Scene 1: (Gregory forces a young couple into dark alley with a gun. He is wearing a gray hoodie and jeans. The couple are wearing a fancy clothes for a night out on the town, as well as warm coats for the cold.) Gregory: Give me your purse and don't say a word. Woman: Please just take it. (The woman hands over her purse, before the mugger shoots the man first. He turns the gun on the woman.) Woman: Please ... don't... (The mugger pulls the trigger again, and rushes off) Scene 2: (The...

The Game show

THE GAME SHOW by BlackStar second edition Watched a TV Game Show recently and found them repetitive and insipid. Where the excitement in a contestant answering a question and winning loads of money. However, if she was in jeopardy of sexual abuse, rape even death then if she failed then it might be more stimulating x To reply to certain criticisms about this story as published before, I have removed the offending part and edited and added to the story, I hope you enjoy. Further to add to your...

Christine Dies

Christine DiesIt was with some reluctance that Yuri finally agreed commission a statue of the sex slave he had murdered with his own hands by burying her alive. Stipulations: she must be life-size; completely naked; realistic to the last detail. No other material but gold was good enough. There were enough photographs of Christine in her nakedness so that lack of realism would never be an issue, and as for gold - Yuri's fortune could purchase the most glamorous of living women and would have no...

Perceptions and DeceptionsChapter 32

"Even if Ned doesn't find any record of a burial for Stephanie, that doesn't mean there isn't a grave somewhere," said Jason. "Her parents could have buried her in some other town." Cassie tried not to look disappointed for neglecting that possibility as she finished a bite of her lunch. "Still, he might find something that would suggest she's still alive. Or that the report you saw was wrong." "Yeah, okay, so what if he finds she's worm-food right here in town, huh?" Richie...

Castaways Ch 08

This is a fictional account. If you haven’t read the others, you might want to start at the beginning. Hope you enjoy but if you’re just looking for hot sex this isn’t the chapter. * As John got close to where he had left Em hiding she dashed out from the rocks to greet him. ‘Shit, I thought you were dead you were gone so long,’ Em lambasted him and smacked his arm none too lightly. ‘Ouch …sorry, I just had to stay to see what they were up to,’ John confessed. ‘Don’t ever leave me like...

Box

What manner of place is this? No light. No sound. I quell the terror rising in my breast and strain to listen, to hear beyond the muffled space into which I am squeezed. Timbers creak. The Earth groans. In the ensuing silence, I sense my own pulse; slow and distant as the stars; shallow as a leafy grave. I remember nothing. Nothing but a name. Daniel. The name opens a door. Now I remember Daniel. Rough, playful hands. Soft, skilful lips. I remember his flesh swelling in my disbelieving hands,...

Andersonville 25 Dr Jensen I presume part II

I stood there in my black dress watching them slowly lower the casket into the ground. Standing next to me was my mother, who was weeping softly. Next to her was my sister Jennifer, and she seemed the saddest of us all. Perhaps she was remembering her own mother and father's funeral who had both died when she was just a young girl. On the other side of the casket I could see Crius standing next to Dennis with an impatient frown. He seemed so out of place, and the expression on...

A Loving family Part Two

A Loving family - Samantha's Story - Part TwoA family holiday is taken and Samantha goes toplessThis story was a Finalist in the Best Long Story Category at the ASSTR Golden Clitoride Awards 2006FORWARD. These first chapters relate to an earlier time, when girls were more innocent that in later decades. For Samantha’s life as a wife and mother, read my story “A Loving family” which is referred to in the opening paragraphs. The principal character, Samantha, who in her adult life is the wife of...

A Rose

Mike stared down at the snow covered grave. The entire idea of graves was stupid. The hillside around him was filled with stored dead people. Why? Why were they saving them? Was there some hope that in four thousand years our dead would impress the same way Egyptian ones did? Will the more attractive ones be propped up in museums around the world? He couldn't see it. He also couldn't see how what was buried before him was his love. It couldn't be. Kelly had been life. Kelly had been fun....

The Protector Family MattersChapter 3

Jonas knew that he was dreaming because he was back in Joe's garden sitting on the bench beside the huge oak tree. He had been talking to his wife and daughter for what seemed a long time, but not nearly long enough. Jonas heard someone clearing their throat behind him and looked over his shoulder to see Joe. "Sorry folks. Time to go," Joe said jovially. "Please Joe. Can we talk just a little more?" Jonas pleaded. "OK. You still have time to say goodbye," Joe conceded. Jonas put...

A different christmas carol

Emma sat in her physics class bored to tears. Her teacher Mr. King was going on and on about how Santa traveling around the world in one night is a physical impossibility. Emma rolled her eyes like she could care less. She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. She sneakily opened it and read a text from her best friend Jessica reading, “This guy is ruining my childlike innocence.” Emma smiled and shook her head and silently texted back “I lost mine when I was 14 remember,” Emma heard Jess...

A different christmas carol

Introduction: I decided to write a christmas story for everyone. As the title suggests its a new version of a christmas carol. Just a word of warning this is not a normal sex story. It has sex things in it but is not a full detial sex story so if your looking for a quick story to masterbate to I suggest you read something else but if you like a good story (even if its not origional then please read this I tihnk you will like it Her name was Emma, Emma Neica Looge to be exact but if you ever...

My Dream Man 8211 Taking Me To Dream World

Hey everyone! Devil here with the Last Part in My Dream Man Stories. I hope you all like the story. Pls mail me all your comments, feedbacks and suggestions Coming to the Story.. Richa Banerjee is the Main Character of the Story. A 23 Year old girl from Kolkata. Read on to find out about what happens with her one rainy night when she gets stuck on the road. As I was passing the Park Street on my Scooty it started to rain heavily. After moving to a certain distance I had to stop and wait for...

City of of Dreadful Night

Lo, thus, as prostrate, "In the dust I write My heart's deep languor and my soul's sad tears." Yet why evoke the spectres of black night To blot the sunshine of exultant years? Why disinter dead faith from mouldering hidden? 5 Why break the seals of mute despair unbidden, And wail life's discords into careless ears? Because a cold rage seizes one at whiles To show the bitter old and wrinkled truth Stripped naked of all vesture that beguiles, 10 ...

The Haunting of Charles Tate

The Haunting of Charles Tate. By Tanya H. A haunted house? Ghosts don't exist. Right? If you drew a triangle on a map of Lincolnshire, from Horncastle in the West, Louth in the North and Spilsby to the East you'd find at its centre an unremarkable village surrounded by the rolling, beautiful secret of the Lincolnshire Wolds. A secret? Most of the folk who visit Lincolnshire get no further than Lincoln's cathedral and castle, or they're drawn to the beaches and gaudy delights of...

Being Jim Ch 6 Lessons of Life pt6

I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smaller portions both for ease in posting and for reader consumption. That said… I hope you enjoy this long winded tale. It is...

Becoming Bea 3

'Becoming Bea' Chapter three I don't know how it keeps happening, but that man, Frederick, always seems to run past my window each morning the exact same time as I sit down to drink my coffee. Even this day, a weekday like any other, he gets out there and starts his jog. It is a miserable day, it is cold outside and there is some light rain, but he keeps on jogging. At some level, I have to admire his dedication. Here I am, nearly asleep and about to go to a workplace that I loathe...

The Gift Book IIChapter 2

It was a grim, freaky feeling, burying my older self. I loaded the older version of me into my jeep, along with a pick ax and shovel and bag of lime. I drove for about twenty minutes to a spot I knew. It was lonely, but was located on the side of a hill, overlooking a valley that had a river running through it. It was as good a place to spend 'eternal rest', as any. It was also on my land, was very private, and was not easily accessed. It took four-wheel drive, and a lot of patience and...

Value Received

You don’t believe in ghosts and other imaginary creatures? You would if you had sex with one, I bet. Anyway that is what happened to me. After I had my wild adventure I have thought long and hard about finding a way to join my beautiful little supernatural seductress. I miss her… The last place in the world I would choose to work would be in a cemetery. However it was the only job and I was almost out of money so I took the only work I could find. No way would I choose to work among...

Darren s Dilemma Chapter 16

Darren's Dilemma Chapter Sixteen Visiting Queen Mother Trudicia By Suzie Q Haff I was awakened when Jana's computer started the radio software and she groaned and got up to turn the volume down. I sat up on the edge of the bed and she disappeared for several minutes after donning her pink, silky Kimono. She returned and started to collect her uniform and undies to get ready for work. Jana kissed me: "Start our bath and I will go get...

The Journal of Mark Trewidden

All the events and people in this story are fictional and bear no relationship to any people, living or dead. Journal of Mark Trewidden October 7th 2012 I have decided to start this journal because of the worries that I have about my health. I am not 100% sure when the problems started, but I am fairly sure that it all could be linked to the dig. I went on the dig with Jen on Tean in the Scilly Isles. It was back in June, we spent two weeks working as volunteers on a dig, that was...

Lost at Sea book 2 Drifters chapter 19

“You think he’s still down here?” Jack asked.“I can feel him,” Bella explained. They were in the ship’s hold. It felt like a tomb. Everything was still, and quiet, and lifeless. Bella slowly wandered down the hallway and found herself in front of the Quartermaster’s hold. The bars blocked her way.“He’s in there?” Jack asked. Bella nodded. “I’m honestly surprised he didn’t run off into the jungle as soon as we got here.”“Maybe we can get Mister North to give us the key,” Jack said, looking at...

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Lost at Sea Book 2 DriftersChapter 19

“You think he’s still down here?” Jack asked. “I can feel him,” Bella explained. They were in the ship’s hold. It felt like a tomb. Everything was still, and quiet, and lifeless. Bella slowly wandered down the hallway and found herself in front of the Quartermaster’s hold. The bars blocked her way. “He’s in there?” Jack asked. Bella nodded. “I’m honestly surprised he didn’t run off into the jungle as soon as we got here.” “Maybe we can get Mister North to give us the key,” Jack said,...

Queen Yavara Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen ELENA “Spin around, Opal, show Sherok your new tat.” I said to my favorite slave as the tattooist finished his work. “Master’s Little Anal Slut, that’s classy Elena.” Sherok laughed as Opal shimmied her hips, the fresh ink contrasting her pale backside. “Well, Opal’s such a classy little girl, aren’t you?” I grinned, filling my hand with her supple ass. Opal’s tail curled upward in arousal, exposing her holes. “Not now, Opal.” I said, running a finger down her taint,...

Sexual Awakening of Inverness

The big log fire on the riverbank illuminated the night. Inverness could see the bodies of her parents and brother strewn on the sand and she could see and hear the four drunken voices of the men who’d shot them and commandeered the family’s Jeep. The Starke Family’s possessions of any value from the vehicle were being shared. The captive seventeen-year old waited sullenly, simmering in terror, to learn her fate. She was tied to a tree and was unable to move her body, just her head. She...

RESURRECTION CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 7:Jake was by the shed that stored the ATV’s and smaller equipment. He had both of the ATV’s outside with the front ends propped up. He was draining oil out of one and refilling the other. He was holding the oil steady over the oil input, gazing over at a space between the two sheds. They had a lot of vehicles all of the sudden. He knew how damaging the hot desert sun was on paint whether on vehicles or buildings. One of his many projects, now that he was staying on the ranch, was to...

Finding Sister

Our mother’s last couple of years on Earth became a dark spiral of mental illness and addiction. It began when our father was shot and killed, for being nothing more than an innocent bystander in a convenience store during broad daylight. The tragedy left mother listless and empty and while she tried to fill that void with a cocktail of alcohol and amphetamines, the void only became bigger until it was all that was left. Even after her suicide, the chasm of fear and desperation she left behind...

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This Ch 12

Chapter: December “Don’t Dream, It’s Over” * Losing someone you love is a devastating experience, and even after decades of weathering life’s travails, the human body is a terribly fragile creation. Grief is the embodiment of stress, emotional strain, and the body reacts adversely. The immune system may be compromised, a heart condition exacerbated. Couple overwhelming grief with a physical weakness and suddenly “dying of grief” doesn’t seem like a cheesy plot from a Hollywood release anymore....

The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 23

Fort Smith, Arkansas October 12, 1883 When Eli, Duncan and Moses rode into Fort Smith, they went straight to the courthouse to tell Judge Parker about the flash flood, and finding no rustlers. Before they even got upstairs to his chambers, they were met by Jefferson, and told of a jailbreak. “Eli, it was that Larry Parkins kid, the one who hit Duncan. He was in the cell with L.W. Ward and Clyde Pickens, the ones you brought in from down toward Fort Towson when we got Kia, Michi, Lorene...

Not Got A Name Update

Yes I did just sort of accept the fact that I no longer had a life, There was one little niggle that did bother me then and to this very day (even though it's only been a few of them) still does, The same question I keep asking myself over and over again *Why haven't I moved on*, Yeah so that is still something I would like to know but we will leave it for now I guess you are probably wondering what I did for the next few days that would bring us to this present day, Well I know you will...

Rape In A Cemetery

What a day to be going to the cemetery, thought pretty Marie Bogle, as the windshield wipers moved slowly back and forth. It was a bleak day. A gray sheet obscured the sky. Rain drizzled. She could have waited until a better day, but she wanted to have pictures of John Blackthorne’s grave site to show her students on Monday. That was when she was going to introduce them to the poetry of that obscure, eighteenth century American poet. She felt her introduction would be more interesting...

Easing his pain

Dark, scary graveyard or safe, well lit road? Which route to take home seemed like a clear cut choice but the shortcut through the grave yard was so much quicker. Oh screw it! What could possibly go wrong? I pushed open the gate and started along the path. The full moon climbed high in the sky casting an ethereal glow to light my way, bright enough to cast shadows. The summer night was cool but not cold. Crickets chirped in the grass, slowly becoming the only sound as I moved deeper into the...

Fly Right

Fly Right By Kathy Smith Lt. Colonel Harry Newman was an Air Force pilot. He flew the F-22 (Raptor). He was also a Flight Surgeon. It was a rare bird being a pilot and a flight surgeon. He was also, a Jew. He was so handsome; he was 6'1", blonde hair and blue eyes. He was married to Barbara Newman. She was a housewife and they had 4 children. She is gorgeous too with wavy light brunette hair and, of course, blue eyes. She is 5'7" and very skinny (she eats like a bird). ...

Easing his pain

Dark, scary graveyard or safe, well lit road? Which route to take home seemed like a clear cut choice but the shortcut through the grave yard was so much quicker. Oh screw it! What could possibly go wrong? I pushed open the gate and started along the path. The full moon climbed high in the sky casting an ethereal glow to light my way, bright enough to cast shadows. The summer night was cool but not cold. Crickets chirped in the grass, slowly becoming the only sound as I moved deeper into the...

A Challenging Life

January 20th 2015 Castle Texas hospice facility room 2323 Andy Ripley a young man who was born with Spina Bifida and must use a wheelchair to get around. Is sitting with his Grandpa Fred Ripley a retired Baptist minister and factory worker who is dying of congestive heart failure, shortly after lunch Grandpa called Andy very close to his bedside. Andy pushed his wheelchair over to the bed as close as he could, after taking a few sips from his water glass grandpa began to speak. "Andy I want...

Constable Hereward and the Popish MaidChapter 3 Huckleberry Wine

October came, and a meeting of the elders was held. Jonathan attended it ex officio and because his task was to enforce the decisions of the elders. At first, the discussion revolved mainly around the prospects of the colony. Then, the local issues came up. Here, Wainwright stood. “Brothers, now that proper order is restored in the colony, we must move decisively against the pagans and heretics. All Hallows’ Eve is coming up, and we must be prepared to strike against the ungodly mummery. I...

FREEDOM Class Warfare

FREEDOM: Class Warfare Part One The Beginning of the End By Razor7826 (Copyright 2008) Thoughts? Encouragement? Email me at [email protected]. I’m always interested in hearing from my readers. This story in no way reflects the views of the author. It is intended for the eyes of legal adults only.?There is no such thing as a free society unless consenting adults have the right to manage their own lives, even towards actions widely agreed upon to have long-term, negative consequences. The...

Memories Revisited Fixing God s Mistake

Memories Revisited: Fixing God's Mistake By Heather St. Claire Diane McMasters poured another cup of coffee for herself and her husband David. The morning sun was streaming into their kitchen and glistened from the stainless steel appliances. The kitchen was big, modern and filled with light?every woman's dream. Diane had particular appreciation for it because David had built it with his own hands. His success as a building contractor had made it possible for their family to enjoy...

My Life

This story is written for the enjoyment of adults only. This is my first attempt at writing a historical story. Please send me your comments on my story. I love hearing from you. Please send your comments to [email protected] My Life Written by 4Play Part One My name is Carl Wilson and I want to tell you about my life. I was born in 1846 on a farm in southern...

Sweet Dreams Are Made of This Ch 12

Chapter: December ‘Don’t Dream, It’s Over’ Losing someone you love is a devastating experience, and even after decades of weathering life’s travails, the human body is a terribly fragile creation. Grief is the embodiment of stress, emotional strain, and the body reacts adversely. The immune system may be compromised, a heart condition exacerbated. Couple overwhelming grief with a physical weakness and suddenly ‘dying of grief’ doesn’t seem like a cheesy plot from a Hollywood release anymore....

December Rain

*The beginning of a story that I’ve had for a long time, and the first story I’ve really developed. The focus of this story will not be sexual, but there will be erotic moments. I hope this does not offend. Chapter 1 It was hard to imagine life without him. Could she even make a new life? She had moved to a new city, begun a new job, even changed back to her maiden name. But she could still feel him everywhere. At night she would lay crying, never knowing whether she would ever love again....

Angela Undress

I, Mitchell Ryan Magnuson, born February 2d, 1959 in The city of Joplin, Jasper County Missouri, declare this Document to be my last will and testament, there being no others. Being of sound mind and unbelievably unsound body do herein state: 1. My attorney, Norman Atchison, is the executor of this will. He shall serve without bond and has discretion in the execution of this will. 2. I require of my executor that he arrange for my burial at the Grainger, Kansas Cemetery. Norm, I’d like a...

A Planet Is TornChapter 16

The small party tele-ported down to the planet's surface, a mere ten yards away from where the emergency shuttle was still sitting. While two took up positions to provide security (scans had shown no life forms, but plenty of wild animals) the other two entered the ship to carry out their task. Both of them carried small vacuum suction units and they quickly began to move through the ship in a systematic way, sucking up samples as they went. The fact that other members of the WS Scout's...

Steward s Third MissionChapter 6 Detachment

I took a deep breath. “Frank, things are going to happen to you quickly now, and they are going to happen on other people’s timelines. First, do you have a car charger for this phone?” Frank nodded. “Will you please get it right now? This phone is the only link we have with the bad guys, and I don’t want the battery to run out.” When Frank stepped away, I called for help from above,

Slingshot Bill part one

I lived with my ma an' pa an' my two sisters miles from anythin’ civilized tryin’ to scratch out a livin’. My pa failed in everything he tried includin’ farmin’ an' ranchin’ but him an' ma wuz never bitter an' we wuz a fairly happy family even if we wuz dirt poor. That happiness come to an end one day when I come home from my huntin’. Ma an' Pa wuz layin’ face down in the dirt in front of our cabin. My twin sister Beth an' my older sister Philomena wuz kneelin’ beside the bodies...

Fertile Fields

I never knew Momma. From the stories I heard she wasn’t much, poor white trash, dirty blond hair (the color, not hygiene), plain features, a bit on the short side. What there was of her looked tired and much older than her 19 years. There was an old newspaper photo of her, but it was lost due to age and handling. Her Daddy was a mean old man who hated everyone. His wife grew tired of his mean, miserly ways and ran off with a trucker who happened to pass through town. Momma took most of his...

Slingshot Bill part one

Introduction: Bill Tinker relate how he acquired lots of wives in late 19th century Texas. My name’s Bill Tinker an' I am 12 years old at the time I’m tellin’ you about late in 19th century Texas. I can pretty much hit anythin' with my slingshot, mostly rabbits but I can hit doves an' pheasants on the fly too. It’s a good thing too or we’d most likely starve to death.I lived with my ma an' pa an' my two sisters miles from anythin’ civilized tryin’ to scratch out a livin’. My pa failed in...

The Black Ring II

The Black Ring II (Disclaimer: Disociative Disorder, Schizophrenia, and vivid Suicidal thoughts are featured) It all began with a funeral. I was dressed in an uncomfortable cheap suit standing with my fellow classmates mourning the death of Maria. She had died in a horrible car accident a few days prior. The wound on my forehead had not yet healed completely. No one present knew I was the other occupant in the car. If I was an ordinary person, I might have blamed myself or felt...

The Island Chapter Three

Chapter Three - Eternity Bobbie and Ray tiptoed around each other, neither acknowledging what had happened on the beach near the pool. Ray maintained his same level of animosity towards her and Bobbie did her best to keep out of Ray's way. Ray would turn up to her Wednesday night performances drunk and heckle her. The other crew members would try to settle him down. "Get off now and show the movie!" Ray would call during her musical number. "Go back to the kitchen and make me...

Like Father Like Son Parts One to Five

My wife and I were walking our dogs on the hills above the village where we live. As we crested one brow, we could make out some wrought iron railings on the summit of the next ridge. Vanessa said: “That must be the airman’s grave. Let’s take a look.” So we did. Whoever chose this spot had chosen well. Below us the village slumbered in the afternoon sun. The land fell away on three sides, green and brown and golden. Sheep, like distant puffs of cotton wool in their winter fleece, dotted a...

Postal Pleasures revisited

Postal Pleasures By Beagle9690 April 2018 After twenty years of marriage, my wife left me for a man she met while attending nursing college. I was the breadwinner for all twenty, and she was the “bored,” her words, stay at home wife for sixteen. That’s ironic, because she quit her job, shortly after we were married. She was a college student for the last four. My married life ended like a damn soap opera! The day the heartless harlot received her diploma, as a registered nurse, at fifty...

Mary

I never understood why bereaved people visited their loved one's grave frequently. Never, that is, until Christine was knocked down by a hit-and-run. They got the driver, of course; he was drunk, of course, and will spend some time 'at Her Majesty's pleasure' ... of course, but that didn't bring back the woman who was truly my 'other half'. In fact, I had frequently and sincerely referred to her as my 'better half'. Christine was a gardener; not the formal, manicured lawn, exotic...

DEMON LOVER

This tale is complete fantasy. Whether demons exist I don,t know, but after all Truth can be Stranger than Fiction! Graham Finch was desperate for sleep. Being a natural loner he Didn,t get along with people very well and couldn,t hold a job done for long. An alcoholic he,d been evicted from his digs so often he eventually became homeless. One of the charities that helps people like him have him a nice new sleeping bag and with some bits of cardboardvsalvaged from bins he was warm enough in an...

Not My Type Adele Ch 07

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