Stories

A war is being fought. The world is falling apart. But there may be a few that could change everything.

I don’t know exactly how she found out about my secret. What the hell was I supposed to do? Murder was not an option. Or rather it would have been my last resort. I felt the need to confide my predicament in Jayden. He came up with a plan that surprised me.

When pressure rose for Princess Lin to get married, she convinced her uncle, the King, to let her partner be someone who was at least as smart as she was. Therefore it was decided that she would marry the first man or woman to defeat her father in a chess match. Soon after that she met a wanderer with a remarkable disdain for royalty...

Curtis is flamboyant, fussy and fashion-conscious - every stereotype of a gay man that Ian takes pains to avoid. What happens when Ian finds he enjoys spending time, and more, with Curtis?

Stories done from the prompts during 2012

He's graduating high school, heading off to college soon. Is he ready? Something plagues him, doubts, dreams, voices from ... Nowhere.

The story of John Doe who stops to help a woman in distress and finds his life has stopped being his own.

The esoterics and prophets predict the end of the world, but none of them anticipates the truth that is ultimately revealed to the world on the day of Winter Solstice. History must be rewritten. Professor Sharma and his students are involved in the events and witness the day of revelation.

In a time long forgotten the forces of Midnight invaded the lands of Day. In the end the world was divided between the Darkness and the Light. The Light, ruled by the unnamed Empire rule the Lands of Day while the Dark Lords of Midnight rule the other half of the world of Walis. Dividing these two worlds are the Towers of Dusk Dawn, High Sun, and the shattered Tower of Night.Each is ruled by the future Emperors of Night and Day. To each is also born a Pairs: mighty, wise, and all too human

I was a slave. Captured by my uncle, forced into service, and then ... sold. To a wemic. A lion man, one of a race characterized by their vicious actions-and supposed love of flesh.

It would not be my flesh on the menu.