Testing Times

“Change of plan for tomorrow.” Dad offered as we slipped onto the autobahn.

“How so?”

“Well I've been asked if you pair would ride the two-up rather than the solo event.”

A New Doctor in Town; Who? Part 4

By: Desiree Jones
Doctor
Who Fan-Fiction

Dr. Who and other recognizable Dr. Who character's are the Property of the BBC, there will be a few original characters which are my own. Princess Tutu is property of AEsir Holdings This story is not for profit but written for my enjoyment as well as those that may read it. Picture is from Victoria's secret ad sent to my email. 

Note this story contains sexual scenes if vague.

While this really can't happen it does make for an interesting story.

I wrote this story when experiencing a particularly rough time in my life...I'll not go into it here. When I deal with difficulty, I write. My emotions drag me into the story to a point where I am almost at one with my characters. This story, while it deals with a death, should not be looked at as a sad story. Like much of my writing, it does shine a light on a beautiful life. In my opinion it is a dark, yet lovely story written soulfully to be included in a very strange universe...THE TWILIGHT ZONE.

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"You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind; a journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of the imagination. Next stop: THE TWILIGHT ZONE." - Rod Serling

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Nash was a foster child who cared deeply for everyone around him...so deeply that in grief, he was transported beyond that of his own life! Just how do you investigate a death that happens inside...THE TWILIGHT ZONE?

The light came back — I had almost forgotten what light and color were. I could begin to put colors to the shapes and sounds of the fish around me. And besides the many small fish, I saw larger shapes as well, swimming toward me or toward the source of the song — creatures with dolphin’s hindquarters and more or less human arms and heads.

Evan Sky, lay cuddled in Mysty's arms covered by the satin sheets on Mysty's very comfortable bed. She had been very nervous when She was announced last night upon her arrival, “Miss Eva Skye and her escort Mister Cloud” Her Name and Mysty's, both had new age parents Evan Clear Sky, and Mystery Silver Cloud. Hmm, so easy to think in the feminine pronoun. It was wonderful to be treated so nice.

Secrets

By Susan Heywood

John finds the body of a neighbour who has been murdered. The police detective assigned to the case deduces that John hides a secret - but the detective has secrets of her own.

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?

Absinthe, Opium & Honor…Chapters 41 & 42.

*Emily…………

I get inside the house and close the door my pulse hammering in my ears and through the rest of me. I’m hot…and jeez…I ache, I’ve never been so wet before in my life. I see the girls have been waiting up but right now… right now I need.

“I..I’ll be down in a bit I need to get changed.”

I make my way to my room and get in and close the door and lean on the wall.

My shirt comes off and I shimmy out of my pants and let it all pool to the floor as I shrug out of my bra.

I didn’t know it could be like this. A story by Symphony Simms

I didn’t know it could be like this. Chapter 6.

Stepping out.

BOOM.

The sleepy silence of the office building was shattered by the booming peals of thunder now issuing from outside the window. Then the rain came. Within minutes it had quickened from a light drizzle to hammering drops that added their din to the periodical thunderous crashes. A sudden intense burst of lightning illuminated the darkening interior of the cubicle of Peter Evans.