Choices

by M.N. Thomas

edited by Bill Durr & Tom Peashey

The Womanless Beauty Pageant — Part 6 of 11

The only thing worse than being pressured into participating in a womanless beauty pageant, is to finish in last place. The ramifications of that experience turned out to be life changing, for Miss Bobby.

As Co-authors, Monica and I have a couple of very special ladies to thank, both are icons in the TG community.

The first is Vickie Tern. Without her encouragement and inspiration this story would never have been written.
The second is our muse, Kelly Ann Rogers; her midcourse corrections were vital to the story's completion.

As the authors we hope you enjoy reading this bit of fun.
If anyone wishes to build off our FFL cub theme; you have our permission and encouragement.

Marina Joy and Monica Rose
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Just how did Master Michen become so knowledgeable about Blackstone and its surroundings? And what does he actually do?

 
Julina of Blackstone
Her Chronicles

by Julia Phillips


003 - Michen

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?

Dottie’s Dance Recital

Drea DiMaggio couldnt help but beam at her two little charges.

“If we can recreate this ‘Coke’ from materials to be had in our own world, we will do as much for the happiness of the speaking peoples as if we replicate a steam engine or internal combustion engine.”

This story is set, with Morpheus' permission, in his Travel Agency universe.

X-Why-Me... Chapter 15

Chapter 15

It took awhile before things got interesting with things being pretty heated as the fat cop showed only he had with him two other cops and the Sheriff.

Okay Emily thought the Sheriff looked like he knew what was going on and he looked more capable than the other guys. He was younger too by at least between ten to twenty years too depending on what cop you compared him too and he didn’t look like a foot chase would be cause for him radioing 911.

He was taking pictures and then he was looking at something on a computer tablet before coming in.

He talked to her mom.

She called him Stone.

Okay Stone as a first name was…

Holy shit she thought he looked like her sister.

I'm not dead, I promise! This one was like pulling teeth, despite appearances. Here we go with the the original, planned side stories...my intent was to write these all so they caught up with each other, but I realized that it would take far longer than I wanted, plus I had a few issues.

So..I present to you the first chapter in Ricky's story, feel free to enjoy the slight differences in perspective
(that was my intent) and if you would, respond to this informal poll if you would. Should I release the other chapters like this, or should I ball them up like I wanted to? the wait for new chapters is in your hands!

Once again, standard disclaimers apply.

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.

Jerry awoke leaning up against the foyer wall of his apartment. His door was shut, but not locked. Glancing at his watch, he’d been unconscious for about an hour. Feeling groggy, he ran his palm against the sore windpipe where Heather had gripped him up. The unmistakable feeling of moisture greeted his hand. Looking down, Jerry could see traces of a shallow pool of crimson coating the skin beneath. Heather had squeezed so tightly that her long nails had left a deep impression indeed.

My Super Secret Life…Villain-14.

Chapter 14

Previously…………

We’re staring at each other…she’s ignoring her entourage and not willing to break the staring until I focus and focus on her eyes and I can feel that almost psi-touchy thing of this intensity coming off of her.

She’s not trying to read me but it’s more like I can feel her focus on me.

I…was going for that a little motive hidden in why I’m so focused on her eyes…I do a telekinetic brush of her lashes.

She twitches and flinches and rubs her eyes.

Then the glare when she realizes I got past her.

~You blinked. ~

“C’mon Link I’m done here. I never was one for playing with Barbies.”

“Oh…that’s a gang down here y’know.”

We’re walking and that, that made me laugh.

*And Now…………

By Popular Demand, the continueing story of The Swan Who...

Terry has spent a few weeks now working and living as Tammy. He's doing his best to fit in, but it isn't easy when you are pretending...