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Marcus graduated from high school and works locally at the marina. He inherited a love of the sea and of surfing. However, Marcus makes the mistake of trying to surf when a terrible storm is coming. While he hoped to catch some killer waves, instead he is nearly killed. Rescued by a mysterious stranger, Marcus isn't sure what to make of his rescuer. What does this stranger have in store for him? The story was written for the 2015 Blurred Edges

Gabriel is Nephilim and is trying to make his way in the world. However, if he isn't careful he can easily become one of the Fallen. What is a Nephilim to do?

Handsome, gay, but not vampiric because he goes to work daytime. Just sort of really creepy. Interesting story. I'm also torn between wanting more and leaving it as it is.

I loved that show and honestly feel Jim Henson was a genius. Since the split, amazingly, Kermit has a new pig in his life named Denise. Truthfully, I don't think it will last. I mean him and Ms. Piggy were together for over thirty years and even their split, see the first new Muppet movie of this decade, only lasted till Kermit asked Ms. Piggy back. The original shows were campy, fun, and good for the family. I'm hoping the latest shows hold even the smallest portion of that.

Hmm. Maybe the epilogue will answer all those questions for you. Trust me, I wouldn't do anything to the Little Blue Ones Bakery. Don't forget Fire and Lugh's family are back for the conclusion.

His father has some changes coming at him. Did I say Lugh was the devil? Hmmm.

I'm tired but can't sleep and I have to be up again in just seven hours. My mind is on the go and right now I can't get it to quiet. Too many things to deal with, too many things to wish for, too many bills to pay, too many demands, and above all far too little time and too little me. Ideas and Ideals, stories, obligations, dreams, and hopes swirl around me like some dizzy kaleidoscope of the unknown and the often traveled. I have been informed that I am now the only one in my family - gay or straight, to have not been married. Yes my parents generation are all married. My generation is all married, the generation below me just witnessed the last two get engaged, and invites have been sent for their weddings, and the generation below that one is everywhere now from being born to graduating college. So lucky me, I'm still single and as my father points out - alone. So alone if something happens to him I will have no one to fall back on. Makes me wonder about all the men before me who, gay or not, had to face time alone, sick or just aging. Did they have someone telling them they will die alone and unloved? I had some surgery to see if they could discover what was wrong with me. It was an in and out thing. I paid the bills I had and was happy I had health insurance. Guess what? The bills I paid evidently were just the ones for the doctors involved. Got socked with another major one today. Can I say how much I love my life? I wonder if they still have potter field burials? Cause surgery and tests still didn't come up with a reason. Just feeling a bit out of it. Occasionally we all do. Tomorrow I will get up and face the world again and I'm sure I will figure a way to do what I always do, survive. Just needed the few moments to say, why me and I'm tired of this! Thanks for letting me rant and confess. Night all.

You know I'm often the one yelled at for not completing a story to a readers satisfaction. However, this time I have to agree we the others. Foul! You need to finish this. Hmm. I forget what prompts I had for next week. They are written and given to Renee weeks in advance or I would be tailoring one to try to get you to finish this. Nice job.

I'm glad you liked it Reader. I don't know if I will come back to it, but it was a prompt that I really wanted to tackle.

I'm glad you got the elements, Val. I was hoping it wasn't too much. Thanks for the review.

I woke up with the alarm clock blaring in my ear. I didn’t even remember setting it to go off, but as I reached over to shut the damn thing off all I could see was the black and blue mark on my arm. I swatted the clock off and then stared at the mark. How on earth did I get that? I lay there and couldn’t remember much of anything. Gingerly I climbed out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom. If it wasn’t for the fact I don’t drink I would swear I was suffering from one hell of a hangover. I turne

Oh lord. I feel like the decrepit Anime man walking into this conversation. I've seen or watched so many of these. As you go along surprised no one has mentioned Black Butler yet.

Happy Birthday Adam!

I'm a little late but I hope you had a wonderful birthday Joann Happy Belated Birthday!

And here I was going to ask you if you needed this story. I still have the copy I beta read for you. I love that you finally posted it. Still think his family is trash but his cousins are great. Can't wait to see what you did with it.

Wishing you a very happy birthday, Bill!

Five chapters in and all I want is for this little family to come together. Brad is not a father, Nate needs to make his nephew his son instead. I'm hoping there is more. Guess I have to dig through your prompts now. If not I might have to design one to get you to come back to this.

Sounds like Simon is going to drink him dry. Poor boy is in for it. A lost weekend and all. Great use of the prompt Val.

So working the night shift becomes one way to avoid the others. I get the feeling you could really run with this if you wanted to, but i know sometimes a prompt is just a prompt. Really enjoyed your story though.

Interesting twist to this. Love your take on the prompt.

Happy Birthday Cia. Wishing you loads of fun and best wishes.

Having issues sleeping. My back is slowly healing. I'm hoping to be back to work soon.The pain is still there, but I'm staying off the pills. I had a friend who sort of hit the wall. It is scary to think someone you care about no longer sees light but only darkness. Trying to keep them grounded long enough to find help isn't easy, especially when you aren't close distance wise. I'm not sure I can keep doing this without breaking myself. Ever have so much happening and yet nothing. Sorry if this doesn't make a lot of sense. I am just tired lately. It is very easy to wall yourself off from the world. Sometimes real life isn't so great and the friends you worry about seem to stop communicating. I know sometimes I really just need a hug to know I am valued, and I try to do that for others. The problem is keeping yourself from giving all, knowing you might literally get nothing back. Anyway thanks for letting me ramble. Confessions are over for now.

Happy Birthday Caz. I know I caught you on Facebook, but hope you don't mind more best wishes.

Happy Birthday Carl

You mean I'm supposed to have good luck, KC? Why doesn't anyone ever tell me these things