As promised, the next chapter. My muse is no longer pouting and we had a nice conversation going! You all saved many cute, fuzzy, imaginary animals from a fate worse than death with your comments. I'm sure they all would not have liked being petted for hours.

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The Faithful, North African and Middle Eastern Islamic nations, are plotting to seize the oil resources of the Middle East. By controlling the earth's oil and its major trade routes, they plan to bring the world to its knees. Then, when the entire world is kneeling, the Faithful of Allah will read to them from the Koran, preaching the message of Islam, the True Faith. The Faithful will stop at nothing to achieve their goal. But how far will they go? And how many lives will it cost?

Voiceless

I must have been voiceless.

How else can I explain that no one heard me screaming?

You, my teacher, who got after me for being distracted.

Jessica and cast return with more adventure. The Texas Ranger returns as well. Five uneventful years later Jessica and Ricky thought they put their problems with the law and the drug cartels behind them. The business of drugs and murder never stops and never forgives no matter how far one moves away. Jessica's friend was killed by those people. As Jess was holding Linda, who was covered in blood, the trained sniper inside her returned. Maybe he had never left!

Many years ago, I wrote two stories called Angel and its sequel, Angel, A New Beginning. Ever since their posting, readers have been asking if I would ever write a third installment explaining 'Jeffery's Story'. I am happy to say that it is done and will be post here as the third story of the trilogy. Due to the years in between the first two and last, the writing style has changed slightly.

The pendant laid dormant in the plastic baggie next to my chair. I slowly looked from the clear bag, to the small infant sleeping quietly on the floor.

"What could have possessed you to try something so idiotic, Angel?" I sighed to myself. It had been almost three days since I had to transform her back.

I wiped a tear from the corner of my eye and dropped my head into the palms of my hands in exasperation, "Oh God... I am so tired!"

It seemed like it had been almost 72 hours since I slept last, because of her constant bawling... and the diaper changing. Looking at the sleeping form of Angel I sadly shook my head.

"I wished you would have never found that damn thing!" I looked back to the bag and its traitorous contents, "If only I would have known... I could have stopped her... now I'll never have my Angel again."

The Faithful, North African and Middle Eastern Islamic nations, are plotting to seize the oil resources of the Middle East. By controlling the earth's oil and its major trade routes, they plan to bring the world to its knees. Then, when the entire world is kneeling, the Faithful of Allah will read to them from the Koran, preaching the message of Islam, the True Faith. The Faithful will stop at nothing to achieve their goal. But how far will they go? And how many lives will it cost?

The Faithful, North African and Middle Eastern Islamic nations, are plotting to seize the oil resources of the Middle East. By controlling the earth's oil and its major trade routes, they plan to bring the world to its knees. Then, when the entire world is kneeling, the Faithful of Allah will read to them from the Koran, preaching the message of Islam, the True Faith. The Faithful will stop at nothing to achieve their goal. But how far will they go? And how many lives will it cost?

At the time I was born there was this fad going around for new mothers. Basically it was all about 'natural childbirth'. Hence I was born at home to my mother, without drugs she never lets me forget, by a midwife. My little sister Suzie was born years later with lots of drugs.

Alan Goodspeed is an ordinary teenage boy with all the hopes and dreams of any other teenage boy. Except for when he was a teenage girl. And then there was the whole pixie parenthood thing. That's fairly normal... right?

X-Why-Me… Chapter 17

Chapter 17

*Before…

Emily grinned back. “My mom does want to get to know you more we could have supper and an in house date.”

“In house date?”

“I found out we can watch that Buffy show on Net flicks together.”

“It’s a date then.”

……………………The bell rang to get back to classes, and they all got up and left together as a loose sort of group but one that was trying to be there for each other.

Emily smiled a little and took Kira’s hand once they were clear of the crowd. “Walk you to class?”

Kira smiled at her. “Please that’d be really nice actually.”

*And Now…