Fiction - Page 969



Prologue For as long as I can remember, I have had two passions. Law enforcement and animals. My dream of becoming a cop spawned from my mother. Though she died when I was but a child, my father often spoke of her bravery. She was the kind of cop everyone looked up to
It was a warm sunny day in early summer. The sky was a clear unbroken blue and Sally's original ideas of shopping in the city centre seemed tired and boring
Sarah woke up early the following morning. The young sun was just starting to sneak around her curtains, casting a gold glow over her room. The excitement for the day made her giddy as she pushed back the covers and looked over at her clock, the red letters were a blur
Crag's list ad I was bored one evening when my wife had gone out of town to spend the weekend with her boy toy as she would call him. We had been in the swing lifestyle for several years so her having a boy toy didn’t bother me at all



My name is David. I’m 19-years old. I’m a senior at my High School. I’m on the football team. I guess that I’m a pretty popular guy. I have a lot of friends. Anyway enough about me this is a story about my sister Lisa. Lisa is my younger sister. She’s 18-years old


A Short Tale of Siblings. "I've got to go in to work Saturday," my mom announced to my sister Penny and myself. "So you two need to get your own breakfast and do your chores because I won't be home until late



Erebus led an unbound Amethyst into the main hall. The amphitheatre was packed as expected and there was a lot of excited talk among the attendees
It was Friday. I was sitting in my last class of the day with my girlfriend Jen. It was english and she was sitting beside me writing down notes on Shakespeare. I couldn't care less about this old, dead guy so I decided to have a little fun
Chapter 1 From the minute he’d gotten the Sheriff’s phone call Jakob had known what he had to do. It was like killing a rabid dog or the feral hogs that had threatened his father’s stock


copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009 A hot blonde in an open-top sports car, her hair whipping behind her as she speeds along a quiet country road on a golden summer evening – what more could a traffic cop ask for? I was on my way home, around 8.00 p.m
Bob couldn’t believe how his night was progressing. He honestly had not thought she’d be there – let alone that she’d actually look like her picture



While getting coffee prepared for me and my wife I feel arms slip around me from behind. Julie had snuck up behind me and wanted a hug; I look down at the arms and recognize they are hers. No sleeves she had on the long sleeved purple night gown with the bratz logo on it


Fbailey story number 324 Oh! Baby! When I first looked at my niece all I could utter was, “Oh! Baby!” Angela was everything that I had ever looked for in a young teenage girl. She was tall for her age, thin to the point of anorexia, and very shy
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblances to actual events, characters, persons, alive or dead or beings of Earth or the multiverse, past, present or future, is purely coincidental. Unless, of course, I'm psychic, in which case this a work of non-fiction
My wife Amy and I invited the neighbors over for a swim party and the newcomers to the neighborhood, Hal and Monica showed up