Stories

(This story, will be a very long chapter story. This is completely real involving me & my wife, but inste- well your see.)

A young scholar of the mystical arts finds himself in a life and death situation in regards of summoning the wind and talking to a certain soldier of gentle eyes. Because of a simple mistake, his demise may come swiftly by the Duke’s hands. But maybe embarrassment will cause it to arrive sooner.

James Frat is the school jock, he's captain of the water polo team, lives in a big house and has all the friends a guy would want, but when he meets Clark, his life is turned around.

The New Boot has opened and is operating in a similar fashion to its predecessor. As we would all suspect The New Boot generates new stories, some good and some not so good. This is one of those stories and takes place around The New Boot's first Christmas.

This story has been revised and edited to improve the reader's experience, it has not been changed in any other way.

Black hair, white knuckles, and a shiny, metallic handgun... Where it goes next is anybody's guess.

Cooper Trottier and Caleb Ballinger are best friends and they just graduated from high school. Following the ceremony they attend several parties, ending up at the home of Ryder Squires. Maybe it was one party they should have skipped.

High school was over and one last summer stood between Trevor and Dustin's future. A summer they dreamed of for the last four years. Countless hours of planning and dreaming. A cross country road trip. Just the two of them and wherever the road may lead. But things were more complicated than that.

Trevor was struggling with new feelings for his best friend. Feelings he can't quite figure out. Feelings that scared him shitless. Dustin was acting weird too. A shift in their friendship dynamic. They both knew something was up. Driving down the highway with no escape, will these two best friends survive their last hurrah together?

I was fourteen years old for six hundred years. I'm ninety-five now.

Matthew, my companion, my lover, my life, lies in the hospital bed next to mine. His breathing is shallow. I am worried. It was my turn to die first this time.

Before Matthew, there was another …

It's 2222, and Mike finds himself a very reluctant, sixteen-year-old new inhabitant on one of the lunar colonies. Bored out of his mind, he ends up writing with someone all the way on Mars. But exchanging messages takes, forever! The transmission delay is huge. Will a friendship be able to even form in all of this? Let alone blossom?

A story that questions the distinction between reality and imagination. Where does reality end and imagination begins? Everything is not as it appears to be. When do we draw the line?