The metal of the drink cooler was cold against my back. Reflections of flashing police lights flashed all around me. I laid my head back and closed my eyes for a moment, listening to the rush of police officers out in the parking lot.
I took a drag from my cigarette. I could feel a trickle of blood running down my chest and into my cleavage.
The weight of the .44 magnum Ruger Super Blackhawk was familiar in my hand, but heavier somehow than it had been before. I pulled back the hammer. The click of the cylinders turning seemed loud as thunder.
I risked a glance over the top of the cooler, the glass crunching under my feet as loud as an avalanche.
Only four; I have to hurry.
I took a final drag from my cigarette, then flicked it away, trying to center myself for what I knew was coming.
How did I get here?
That made me smile a little.
How did I get here?

Chapter one:

Life has a flavour to it, at least I like to think so. Psychologists call it "Neuro-associative-conditioning" which tells you absolutely nothing about anything. The gist of it is that as human beings, we experience reality subjectively. And when we experience that reality, we instinctively attach emotions to the experience.

The Bronze Maiden

Chapter 1 part 3

Doc Savage and Pat Savage are the Property of Street and Smith. Introducing a future time line inspired by Doc Savage.

By: Desiree

I am most Grateful to my Beloved Jasmine as she has been a most
wonderful muse.

Chapter one:

“That’s no good you moron, you’re way off balance!”

“Pull your shoulders back, you look like a goddamn slob!”

“You’re wasting my oxygen, fatass!”

The Bronze Maiden

Chapter 1 part 2

Doc
Savage and Pat Savage are the Property of Street and Smith.
Introducing a future time line inspired by Doc Savage.

By:Desiree

I am most Grateful to my Beloved Jasmine as she has been a most wonderful muse.

My Super Secret Life-33.

Chapter 33.

*Shayne/Kai…………

I’m so different now.

I mean that’s kind of obvious when you go from a washed out Ex-MMA fighter to a ganger and druggie to this…me.

And right now I’m leading Kyle…my boyfriend and lover to our bedroom because he’s scared and hurting and needs some TLC. He’s gone from the blonde blue eyed built preppy media darling that he was to this almost fae…to this dark skinned elfin angel.

And myself from a six foot hispanic mixed asshole to a not quite five foot Japanese girl.

I walk backwards pulling him by his hands to our room and our bed and I’m smiling. I get how a good girl can make a guy feel and he’s looking at me in that way y’know. Never thought I’d be a good girl.

Everyone has a story to tell, right? Stuck on ball of dirt orbiting the sun at twenty kajillion miles an hour, lost in the haze of one galaxy piled on another, but we all believe we're the centre of the universe. Nobody bothers to think about why we're here, what our purpose is, or who is pulling all the strings that make us dance.

Whoa, stop. Rewind.

Choices

by M.N. Thomas

edited by Bill Durr and Tom Peashey

The Bronze Maiden

Chapter 1

Doc Savage and Pat Savage are the Property of Street and Smith. Introducing a future time line inspired by Doc Savage.

Choices

by M.N. Thomas

edited by Bill Durr and Tom Peashey

A man is feminized by his wife and his business partner and framed for embezzlement. Can he survive the humiliations his wife intends to subject him to and start a new life?

Thanks go out to Marina Kelly for her very valuable editorial assistance in improving the quality of this story.

We find comments (good or bad) to be valuable in helping us to write a good story. Thank you.

Jerry awoke leaning up against the foyer wall of his apartment. His door was shut, but not locked. Glancing at his watch, he’d been unconscious for about an hour. Feeling groggy, he ran his palm against the sore windpipe where Heather had gripped him up. The unmistakable feeling of moisture greeted his hand. Looking down, Jerry could see traces of a shallow pool of crimson coating the skin beneath. Heather had squeezed so tightly that her long nails had left a deep impression indeed.

Tears of the Innocent

Trail of Tears #3

By M.N. Thomas

Tears of the Innocent

Trail of Tears #3

by M.N. Thomas

Tears of the Innocent

Trail of Tears #3

By M.N. Thomas

Friday, December 31, 2010 — Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia

The Angry Witch
By Anon Allsop

The day started out fairly normal for a 16 year old sophomore boy, I noticed Cassie waiting in the lunchroom for classes to start so I wandered over there and sat about ten feet away. At least there I could look at her and not be noticed.

I used to lay awake thinking about Cassie, she was so pretty and I was head over heals for her. My friends all thought she was a freak, I would bet that many of them had a crush for her as well, but they weren't as vocal as I was.

Opening my history book up and resting my hand on my head I watched her out of my left eye, through my fingers. She had these long beautiful legs, smooth and sexy with a pair of dainty pumps on each foot. Her toes peeking seductively out from the open toe at the end. I followed her silky legs up until they met with the hemline of her short leather skirt. Man, I would love to have the courage to run my hand up those sexy thighs.

She was writing in her English journal as I sat there wishing, her blonde hair draping softly against her arm and breast. I could see through the opening of her silk blouse and just a hint of upper breast visible to my young eyes. Her beautiful skin looked soft and inviting, I would give anything to be able to kiss this creature of seduction.

Tears of the Innocent

Trail of Tears #3

by M.N. Thomas

Sunday, December 19, 2010 — Dubai, United Arab Emirates

Morgana and her Elven allies are poised to assault the terrorist group. Unbeknownst to Morgana her mother has been subjected to an artifact capable of powerful compulsions. Will Morgana be able to rescue her mother? Will she recover the Mask? And will Max escape?

Tears of the Innocent

Trail of Tears #3

by M.N. Thomas

Tuesday, December 14, 2010 — Singapore

The Womanless Beauty Pageant — Part 1 of 11

The only thing worse than being pressured into participating in a womanless beauty pageant, is to finish in last place. The ramifications of that experience turned out to be life changing, for Miss Bobby.