Not all is as it seems with the town's Ne'er do well. See how his life unfolds and be there when the town ultimately finds out about their most well known slacker. / (Reviews)
This is just a bit of fun, meant to entertain you in a tough time. It's been a while since I've posted a story that didn't wander off into reincarnation, the wild west or Word War Two. So I thought I try a formula morality tale. You know the trope, caught the bitch, burned the bitch, humping the divorcee next door. Of course, I'm aware that this particular warhorse has been ridden a million times already. So, I tried to give mine a slight alien twist. I hope you enjoy - DT. / (Reviews)
A short story about the arrival of a new vampire to town, the fun and outgoing David, as seen through the eyes of his long-time pen pal, the gloomy (and thirsty) recluse Ashley. David is eager to meet her, but it turns out that she may have exaggerated a few details about herself, and sprinkled a few teeny tiny lies in there too. Surely this will not result in a horrible misunderstanding. Surely.
What if you could heal the sick, just with the touch of a hand? Would people allow you any peace? Would you be mobbed? Suppose you wanted a normal life? Sure, you want to help people, but you don't want to be Elvis, or get mistaken for the Second Coming. How do you cope? What do you do?
A Story in the The Construct Universe
Jared has reluctantly changed from his High School in Richmond to Claiborne High in the Construct. He's worried about fitting in. Will he make new friends? What about his old friends? Will he do well in this new environment? Set several years after the story Claiborne High.
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You're on holiday in Southern England. You and your wife stop at an art gallery out in the country. Your wife goes inside to look around the exhibits; you stay outside so that she can't talk you into spending any of your hard earned cash. There you fall into conversation with a guy tending the neat gardens and he starts telling you the story of how the gallery came to be.