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Can two roommates cross the barriers of friendship and find themselves in a deeper relationship?

******************************* Tara held her brother close, wiping away his tears with her hand. The beginning of a bruise was forming around his right eye and dried blood still covered his broken lip. Tara had always looked out for her brother. Even though he was already taller then her 5'6" frame he always seemed fragile to her. She could never understand how such a kind loving person could have such difficulties as he seemed to have. Reserved to the point of being shy, her y

Around 2 A.M., the boys were all in Nathan's room discussing dad's date. Nathan and Landon were both on the bed, still naked from their own activities last night. Chris could see the cum stains on the blue sheets of the bed as well as the dry crust on Landon's stomach. Chris was a lot like his dad in finding it weird that his brother's were doing it but if it made them happy he really didn't mind. "So do you think dad is getting it on right now?" Nathan asked excitedly as Landon played with N

Some time late at night Josh awoke to find the bed empty. He wandered around the apartment looking for Robert but it appeared that both Robert and Josh's car keys were gone. Not knowing where Robert had gone and not wanting to suspect the worse, he went to the kitchen to clean things up. The food by this time was cold and needed to be put away before it spoiled. After that was done, he went to the couch so he could think. He knew that his difficulty with having sex was a problem. He had less the

Vard stood by as he watched the clans of the northern plains ford the great Olo River. On the other side were the warm, green lands of the farmers, the bounty of the cities, and the hard stone of fortresses and so far none had opposed them. That was to be expected however for while the river marked the boarder of the kingdom of Yates Varros' people were still two days ride from the nearest settlement. "Shall I send out a scouting party?" Broken Claw asked as he reined in his horse

Chapter Thirteen: The First Temptation Rules of Challenge: A death challenge can only be made Between Centurions of the same rank, Unless a superior officer intercedes, Or between a student and a teacher if the teacher feels the student represents a threat to the empire. It must be held at sundown on the day the challenge is given. If one or both fail to enter the circle by sunset then that person(s) life is forfeit. The match lasts till one or both are dead, Or if one attempts to flee t

Chapter Two: Not Alone “Hey, got enough marshmallows there?” Thad Labatt caught the bag of fluff tossed in his direction. The man’s son held out three more. “Got them if we need them.” Karl laughed. “Hear that Ave, smores for all.” Dr. Winters nudged his son with an edge of the cooler he was carrying. Karl hit his best friend in the head with the marshmallows. “Only if he doesn’t give Peppy all the graham crackers.” On cue, the gold lab tackled the boys. “Off me, get off me you

Chapter Twelve: Hail... Hail Our kings have ruled wisely And given us plenty Protecting us from any harm Our Queens are great beauties All kind and warm loving Her children, just the same To the King, To the Queen We shout our praise To the King, To the Queen Our loyalty we pay Final Stanza and chorus of the Tosian Anthem Since the birth of the cores and the anima they hold, blue for Centurion, red for Legatio, the two were meant to meet and join to form the perfect anima... that

Sole Scion is a multi-part Science Fiction Series spin-off of the Centurion Cycle that takes place 10,000 years after the end of the First Cycle. After 400 generations since Planet Fall the history and gods of Ares has long been forgotten. Its people however continue to survive on the Blue Star. Know as Earth by some and Terra by others the Scions of Ares are about to face enemies more foul than the ones they left on dying homeworld. This time the enemy is themselves.

Chapter One: Birth It was a busy day in Big Rock… it seemed every February was, the day the boys got out of school for winter break and the lake opened for the season. Twenty-four babies in five days, it was one for the record books. One father, nineteen-year-old Greg Winters, watched his little boy sleeping in the crowded nursery. “A healthy boy.” Dr. Erik Walker declared. He was the young intern who had just moved to Big Rock and bought the large house out by the lake. Greg, the boy

Prophesy of Gaia Beyond worlds and stars Between beginning and end The Eye will foretell The end of the Fathers And birth of the Brothers Not open until broken And not seen until reborn It is where the Road Ends And to the Path Beyond Where the Legend of Heaven And the Epic of the Scion begins. To find the Eye Where salvation lies Look not to where it is But where it shall be To where it all began Not on Terran Azure Earth But in the Maze On shattered Crimson A

Chapter Eleven: The King of Ruin I loved my husband I just did not love his bed I wanted adventure Not just to knead bread Eleanor, dear Eleanor You swore all these things to me You gave me your bed You offered the world to me While no harm was ever done me I loved your son more than I ever loved thee Such cruelty I could not stand So I decided to take him and leave thee You may kill me where I stand But my heart you will never have For poor Jason, sweet and pure I have given it a

Chapter #4 Robert woke up earlier then he had the day before, around 7:30, but he felt as if his mind had gotten no sleep. He had nightmares of Josh lying in his arms dying, blood everywhere with Josh repeating the same phrase over and over again; "I'm sorry." Robert showered and got dressed this time without the sexual escapade that had mark the day before. Robert was too sad even for sex. When he finally left his room he smelled food coming from down stairs. This he took as a goo

Chapter Five Monday was a big day for Chris. He would see his friends again. It had been a rare occurrence for the three of them not to be apart more then two days. They had even taken to going on each other's family vacations. Chris was concerned on how it would feel to be in the group now that his gift was returned. He walked over to their usual meeting spot to see the two of them waiting for him. Chris was a little concerned when he first saw them. They looked paler then normal, like

Chapter 6 It was the 7th day of the first season on Santor… Vard’s 21st birthday. Early on as a youth Vard had noticed a strange fact… that all the lovers he ever taken, which had been many, they had all been born around the day he had been found by the Wolf Clan… a day that had been as close to a birthday as Vard had ever had. These men and women Vard had declared his birth kin… for he felt closer to them then to his own adopted family. The feeling was mutual. So today

Glad you liked it. Working a bit on a Second Cycle but it will be a while before it will be ready. Take care.

Chapter Ten: The Prince of Ralsat “And the prince, having fought long and hard defeated the evil witch atop the tower where she had kept the princess her prisoner. Now, just outside the princess’s door, all Prince Ralsat had left to do was open the door and give his princess the kiss that would break the witch’s spell.” A line from the last chapter of the Prince of Ralsat. The bones had been set and bandaged but the pain was still incredible. Jason, his whole body shaking

Chapter Nine: C-5-7 And in the great City There was a great fortress both underground and above And in that great fortress There was a tall tower A tower that will never fall Qul Tos, Qul Tos Our city of silver and gems Qul Tos, Qul Tos, City of the Labyrinth we defend Third Stanza and Chorus of the Tosian Anthem “Please don’t kill me yet... you must save his highness,” Melissa begged at a near whisper, the cutting edge of the dagger scraping her neck with each syllable.

Chapter Eight: Day 5848 Turn left Turn right Death will surprise you in a cave darker than night. Go up Go down You will soon find there is no way out. Bring sword Bring torch Doom is lurking all about. So boy So girl Be good or lose one’s self to the Labyrinth’s might A Qul Tosian folksong sung to naughty boys and girls up to no good It had started off like any other day. Jason sat in his room, reading to his dolls. The skull of his father by his side, the roll Me

Chapter Seven: Survival So began the 15-year siege of Qul Tos... While it only took three months for the city and palace to fall, no matter how hard the Centurions fought, they could not solve the secrets of the Labyrinth. Melissa, middle aged and still Eleanor’s captain regardless of the strands of gray mixed in with her black hair, made her daily inspections of the Labyrinth Tower on this the 5832nd day of the siege. The food warehouses, never meant to last more then ten years

Gerick returned with his promised change of clothes, dressing Joshua in a simple wool grey tunic while Thomas put on a deep blue robe that was the color of his house. Thomas once again took Joshua’s hand in his but this time without his thick leather gloves. The contact of skin on skin sent a shudder through both men. “Joshua?” Thomas asked amazed. It was as if the contact had brought two opposite sides of a magnet. Joshua was lost for words… for his w

David held Josh in his arms, as the two lay naked in bed wishing that it were three. David knew that he was special, that all three of them were special. It had been what he believed attracted them to each other. David could read peoples minds as long as he could remember. As a young child he could not control it and became scared being near other people as his mind was always flooded with other people's thoughts. Before he met Josh and Chris in preschool, he was a shy nervous ki

erry and Robert stayed out in the backyard for a few more minutes but eventually Terry excused herself saying she needed to wash her face before Josh saw her. Robert stayed outside, letting the cold air penetrate his cloths and chill his skin. He knew that Terry had not told him everything. There were still some dark secrets being kept from him but he knew better then to try to force them out. He had Mrs. Williams for that. He was so deep in his thoughts that he didn't notice the scre

If it you weren't planing to let the new story cover the same time period as 'Seeing Double' then you could consider it a sequel but since it will be it would be better as a companion like (Torchwood and Sara Jana Adventures are to Dr. Who)

For me it takes a long time to come up with the start of a new series. It usually begins with me thinking of something that I found painful in the past. As the past is in the past and cannot be relived I try to take those bad memories and create a fictitious world around it which usually is in the scifi genre. Like any past issue it take quite a while to find the exact means by which I try to sort it out,usually in bed while trying to fall asleep. In the past this has taken months if not years for me to come up with the world, characters, and webbed plot line that shaped most of the stories I write. Even so it usually takes several start-from-scratch efforts before I come up with a version I can live with. The amount of time this consumes is near insane but as my writings are mainly for personal growth it cannot be rushed. It does have one MAJOR benefit in that the entire series is not self contained within the individual chapters but takes a longer view of plot development. While many writers create self contained chapters that have their own plot, climax (both sexual and non) and resolution mine tend to be very stretched out... in some cases long winded, but in doing so lets the reader gain ever increasing insight in the characters and the message I wish to convey through them. I guess the best example would be The Centurion Cycle. That one took four years to write and that was three years after the concept of the Centurion/Legatio first took shape in my mind. For that reason it is also my longest piece of work at 700K. Yet even after I wrote the very last chapter of the series I found there was more to the tale that needed to be told. For while the main theme of the story focuses on the healing of the soul in the end the healing was flawed. For two years I left it there but during that whole time my mind's been working on some sort of solution to the Gordium Knot I left at the end of the series. As the Centurion was born of issues of the past its been through recent events that I think I've come up with a solution to the question that was left unanswered. When/If it gets posted I have no idea... so far I'm 50 K into the telling and while I know how I wish it to end, that end is far from being written.