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A Drunken Patron

Mardi Gras… A time for tourists. I was glad my bar was away from the main streets. I didn’t tend to get the rowdy crowds, just the regulars and friends that frequented my bar. It was settled in an alley, with no sign above the door. I advertised by word of mouth, and I called it Nightshade. It was a place for people to get together away from the crowds, and I did do a lot of business on Mardi Gras. I had a bouncer that sat just inside the door by the name of Nick. Nick did his job well, keeping all the rowdy kids away. I liked my bar quiet; that’s why my regulars always came back. It was relaxing. (more…)

A Dance To Remember Ch. 02

Weeks passed since the night she met Vin Diesel.

Wendi had just about convinced herself she must have been mistaken. Vin Diesel choosing HER out of all those girls on the dance floor? How ludicrous!!

She had put the incident out of her mind by the time the New Years Eve Party rolled around.

Wendi and Anna showed up at the club late, the party had already started. Couples were gyrating on the dance floor to the heartbeat thumping of hip-hop music.

Wendi breathed in the intoxicating odor of a variety of colognes and perfumes, mixed in with tangy sweat, as she walked onto the dance floor. (more…)

A Drunken Patron

Mardi Gras… A time for tourists. I was glad my bar was away from the main streets. I didn’t tend to get the rowdy crowds, just the regulars and friends that frequented my bar. It was settled in an alley, with no sign above the door. I advertised by word of mouth, and I called it Nightshade. It was a place for people to get together away from the crowds, and I did do a lot of business on Mardi Gras. I had a bouncer that sat just inside the door by the name of Nick. Nick did his job well, keeping all the rowdy kids away. I liked my bar quiet; that’s why my regulars always came back. It was relaxing. (more…)

A Fire Inside Ch. 04

A few hours later, Moria woke with a start as the bus lurched suddenly to a stop and swerved sharply. She cried out and grabbed for Hunter. He held her tightly, assuring her, as much as himself, that everything was okay. When the bus had pulled off to the side of the road and stopped Hunter got up, grabbed some pajama bottoms out of a drawer under his bunk and walked over to Davey”s.

“Dude, what was that?!” Hunter asked him.

Davey looked up at him, a wondering look in his eyes, “No fucking clue, Hunt. It woke us up, too.” (more…)

A Dance To Remember Ch. 02

Weeks passed since the night she met Vin Diesel.

Wendi had just about convinced herself she must have been mistaken. Vin Diesel choosing HER out of all those girls on the dance floor? How ludicrous!!

She had put the incident out of her mind by the time the New Years Eve Party rolled around.

Wendi and Anna showed up at the club late, the party had already started. Couples were gyrating on the dance floor to the heartbeat thumping of hip-hop music.

Wendi breathed in the intoxicating odor of a variety of colognes and perfumes, mixed in with tangy sweat, as she walked onto the dance floor. (more…)

A Drunken Patron

Mardi Gras… A time for tourists. I was glad my bar was away from the main streets. I didn’t tend to get the rowdy crowds, just the regulars and friends that frequented my bar. It was settled in an alley, with no sign above the door. I advertised by word of mouth, and I called it Nightshade. It was a place for people to get together away from the crowds, and I did do a lot of business on Mardi Gras. I had a bouncer that sat just inside the door by the name of Nick. Nick did his job well, keeping all the rowdy kids away. I liked my bar quiet; that’s why my regulars always came back. It was relaxing. (more…)

A Dance To Remember Ch. 02

Weeks passed since the night she met Vin Diesel.

Wendi had just about convinced herself she must have been mistaken. Vin Diesel choosing HER out of all those girls on the dance floor? How ludicrous!!

She had put the incident out of her mind by the time the New Years Eve Party rolled around.

Wendi and Anna showed up at the club late, the party had already started. Couples were gyrating on the dance floor to the heartbeat thumping of hip-hop music.

Wendi breathed in the intoxicating odor of a variety of colognes and perfumes, mixed in with tangy sweat, as she walked onto the dance floor. (more…)

A Dance To Remember Ch. 02

Weeks passed since the night she met Vin Diesel.

Wendi had just about convinced herself she must have been mistaken. Vin Diesel choosing HER out of all those girls on the dance floor? How ludicrous!!

She had put the incident out of her mind by the time the New Years Eve Party rolled around.

Wendi and Anna showed up at the club late, the party had already started. Couples were gyrating on the dance floor to the heartbeat thumping of hip-hop music.

Wendi breathed in the intoxicating odor of a variety of colognes and perfumes, mixed in with tangy sweat, as she walked onto the dance floor. (more…)

A Fire Inside Ch. 04

A few hours later, Moria woke with a start as the bus lurched suddenly to a stop and swerved sharply. She cried out and grabbed for Hunter. He held her tightly, assuring her, as much as himself, that everything was okay. When the bus had pulled off to the side of the road and stopped Hunter got up, grabbed some pajama bottoms out of a drawer under his bunk and walked over to Davey”s.

“Dude, what was that?!” Hunter asked him.

Davey looked up at him, a wondering look in his eyes, “No fucking clue, Hunt. It woke us up, too.” (more…)

A Drunken Patron

Mardi Gras… A time for tourists. I was glad my bar was away from the main streets. I didn’t tend to get the rowdy crowds, just the regulars and friends that frequented my bar. It was settled in an alley, with no sign above the door. I advertised by word of mouth, and I called it Nightshade. It was a place for people to get together away from the crowds, and I did do a lot of business on Mardi Gras. I had a bouncer that sat just inside the door by the name of Nick. Nick did his job well, keeping all the rowdy kids away. I liked my bar quiet; that’s why my regulars always came back. It was relaxing. (more…)