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CSI What Friends Are For

“These characters, unfortunately, are not mine; I’m only borrowing them for a while.”

The derelict area of dockland was almost deserted and the only light came from a single unbroken street lamp. Danny Messer, one of New York’s finest CSIs, knelt in the dirt looking at the body of a man who was, if anything, more derelict than the area he’d been found in.

Stella had been with him but she’d taken another call and now he was alone. Danny was glad the man had fallen close to a building. At least the driving rain was only catching him from the front and sides; his back was still dry. The two uniformed guys, who’d got the original call, were sheltering in their car; he didn’t need their help or their company right now. (more…)

Choices

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“Disclaimer: I don’t own Neverwinter Nights, Bioware, or the characters Valen, Deekin and Durnan. I do own Callia Blackhawk and her sword. ***This is a fanfic set in Neverwinter Nights game world. And though it is a fanfic, parts of the story is pulled from bits of my own life. I know what it like to lose a child and be unable to bear more.***

I hope you enjoy. Please feel free to vote and leave feedback. ^.~ ”

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Choices

CHAPTER 1

Waterdeep was strangely quiet and peaceful after midnight. Callia took a deep breath and relaxed as she felt Valen’s arm encircling her waist possessively. She rested her head against his upper arm and so they walked slowly towards the Yawning Portal’s Inn. Halfway through, however, they heard a muffled scream and the sound of two people struggling. She sent Valen a dark look and adjusted the sword strapped to her back. Leaving the tiefling behind, she ran towards the corner. Some man was holding a teenage girl by her hair, slapping her face heavily. Callia’s blood boiled. (more…)

Benefits Ch. 09

“All events portrayed in the following are completely fictitious. Not a bit actually happened folks.”

I awoke to the tone of “Shout It Out Loud” coming from my cell phone. I groggily reached for it.

“Hello?” I asked into the receiver.

“Jake?” said a female voice.

“This is he.”

“Jake, it’s Mila.”

“WHAT? What the fuck are you doing calling me? I thought it was made fairly clear how I feel about you!”

“Jake, please don’t hang up! I’m sorry okay? I was stupid, and let jealousy and everything get a hold of m-*click*” I hung up and turned off my phone. What the fuck was she thinking, expecting me to even speak to her after what happened? Right as I was having these thoughts run through my head, a knock was at my door. (more…)

Angel Discovered Ch. 02

*Chapter 2: The Rescue*

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” Author’s Note: This is fantasy based on Johnny Depp’s character, Captain Jack Sparrow, Keira Knightley’s character, Elizabeth Swann, and Orlando Bloom’s character, Will Turner from the film *Pirates of the Caribbean.* It contains a tiny spoiler for the sequel, 2006’s *Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest.* Any discrepancies, I’m fully at fault for.

Also, there are references to Gabrielle-Angelique de Bourbon. About 90% of her character is fiction, the product of my own mind. Some of the information is true and can be found through a simple Internet search. (more…)

A Cold December Night

I remember that cold December night just like it was last night and I am sure I will remember it like that for the rest of my life. My band, Jadestone Doll, was just starting to make a name for itself in the Twin Cities. We had just been signed to a small record label and we had earned a small cult following. None of this however even compared to the opportunity we would be presented with next, the chance to tour with my personal idols, the band Queens of the Stone Age.

In the first couple of months of the tour I was very stand offish. I tend to get more shy than usual when I am around people that I feel are way better than myself. This personality flaw of mine kept me from getting to know the guys of Queens of the Stone Age in the way I would’ve liked to. Other than a few exchanges of small talk, I usually shied away from them when they approached me. (more…)

Undertaker’s Loving Pet Ch. 07-11

“Same warnings and disclaimers. You will have a laugh or two also.”

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Again, the call came from Taker. This time Jan was going to be gone at least a week or more. She was going to meet him somewhere out west. She was told to bring some jeans and t-shirts along with some good shoes for walking. The jeans and t-shirts she could understand but walking shoes. The request didn’t bother her because this was what she was most comfortable in. It did make her wonder where she would be going. (more…)

Unforgettable Trip Ch. 4

I realized while in the shower for the second time this morning that I didn’t have any fresh clothes to put on when I finished. As I dried off there was a light knock on the door. Heath popped his head in to say that breakfast had arrived and that he had a clean t-shirt and a pair of shorts I could put on. Wrapping the towel around my body I walked to the door, pulled it open all the way and leaned up to give him a little kiss.

“You think of everything, don’t you?” I remarked playfully tangling my fingers in his hair and pulling his lips to mine. (more…)

The Hellbound Heart

Curious was not your average Carebear. Oh, to look at her you would not have thought she was any different from her brothers and sisters. She was small and round, with soft lavender fur that tickled when it brushed against your skin in play. Her round tummy was white with a distinct question mark that glowed when she was deep in thought. And that, as it turns out, is precisely what separated her from her siblings. There was something restless and quizzitive about her spirit, something that often kept her apart while the other Carebears frolicked happily through the cloud gardens of Care-a-lot. Whereas they spent their time in silly games and nonsense songs, Curious often found herself deeply engaged in thought. Nothing made her happier than following the threads of an argument down tortuous and labyrinthine paths, and when she was poring over a problem, nothing, absolutely nothing, could distract her. Her siblings did not understand her. Never having felt the ecstasy of pure thought, they felt she must be unbearably lonely, spending all that time with her nose buried in dusty old tomes or searching out new species of flowers down on the earth below. Curious spent so much time in her own head that she often found it difficult to relate to others. She tried to speak to them, to give them some idea of the marvelous and beautiful thoughts which danced through her head, but somehow her words always came out clumsy and disjointed, her friends would just kind of stare at her uncomprehending, and Curious would grow embarrassed and flustered, and hastily withdraw to her beloved solitude once more. Eventually the other Carebears stopped even trying to reach out to her; they accepted that she was eccentric and would never be like them, however much they tried to show her that theirs was the better way. When they saw her walking, they would point and whisper and wonder what was wrong with her. Curious hated their pity, and in time began to hate them as well. She spent less and less time on Care-a-lot, and more time wandering the earth below, taking in strange and decadent sights. (more…)

The Hollywood Madam

“*Preface: *

This is a work of fiction. All characters are simply a figment of my imagination. If one of the characters seems familiar, it is only because you are a well read individual possessing good taste.

*Dedication: *

To my special gal, she knows who she is. ”

Part 1:

Chapter 1:

It was another of those sparkling San Diego days. The sun was shining, and a pleasant sea breeze was coming in off the Pacific .It was one of those days that you read about in the travel books. Around this time of the year, we get days, which can only be described as having sea breezes, which make the palm trees sway, and the temperature ranges in the 70’s. (more…)

The Fourth Session

“This story is purely fiction. I hope you enjoy it and my other stories that I have written. I appreciate comments and an occasional suggestion.”

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I had just been given the news by the trainer. Apparently, I had two bruised ribs and would be out of action for at least three weeks. Suddenly, The Hurricane ran past me, the Hardcore Title bouncing over his shoulder as he went. I quickly took a peek outside and saw Christian and Chris Jericho in hot pursuit of him. As soon as Christian neared the door I stuck my arm out and clotheslined him, but as soon as I stepped out Jericho went for my injured ribs with a kendo stick. I felt a great pain in my right side as my ribs started to hurt worse, maybe I had broken them. I turned around, facing away from Jericho, and saw that Hurricane was standing there in the hall. (more…)