Dreamers part 6.
The giant three hundred foot tall white marble statue of Paladin Fierabras stood looking out from its plinth across the curved sandy bay with an Easterly breeze blowing gently across the land as the little girl sat on the green grass enjoying the warmth of the sun as she...
Dreamers part 5
The Universe was coming to an end as the contraction entered its final moments with billions upon billions of stars and planets swept up in the great circular wave that was returning from whence it came.
Time and space were shrinking as the small fleet of ships blinked into what...
Two days till graduation and I’m just writing my last letter, the most important one really. Some will understand, some won’t, their thoughts on the matter don’t. Matter that is. The letters are in Roberta’s hands now, she has her tasks and even though she doubts my reward...
Mellors was something of an enigma. A fine, hansom, upstanding young man with no ambition beyond becoming a Butler at my country house in Buckinghamshire.
He lived in the village all his life, he excelled at the village school and yet when time to leave school came he approached me for a...
The phone rang at two in the morning.
It was my Dad. He sounded half asleep. “His Lordship’s daughter just rang,” he said. “She needs a lift home, Can you get her do you think?” “She’s in town, twenty one A Braithwaite Street.”
“Look I got...
Standing at the bar, ordering another round of drinks for herself and her friends, Calli couldn’t help but notice sitting in the corner booth of the pub was her boss, Myer Vross. Though the pub was quite busy, she could easily make out his brunette hair, round face and his built physic.
He...
Cato crossed the courtyard, taking a moment to stare at the fountain. His father had summoned him to the outhouse. If you could call it that. A great building flanked by columns and statues of Mars.
Cato knew what it was about. He’d been having sex with one of the slaves. Artemis....
Captain Beckinthwaite's Bride.
I'm Captain Thomas bloody Beckinthwaite, from bloody Yorkshire and I don't give a bugger what you bloody think because I bloody speak as I bloody find.
We had a bloody bad trip back from America on Steamship and when we got back to Liverpool I made...
I climbed a purple mountain surrounded by a blood red sea chasing after the girl who floated away from me on a warm breeze.
She was wearing a silver and gold skin made of small oval-shaped scales with multi-colored feathers spreading winglike under each arm. Laughing, she swooped down to hover...
Baby Bump
By Hanging Eagle
Calvin Hensley was awake in cold sweat long before the alarm clock buzzed annoyingly on top the drawer. He only got a little, if at all any sleep the previous night. He rolled over and knocked the stupid thing off the drawer. It didn't stop buzzing and he...
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