CHAPTER 37
We were staying, of course, in Thierry’s hotel, and this time it was as proper guests, as we had our earnings now. I did realise that our bills were not as they would have been for the other guests, but then I felt we were more friends than customers. So typical; we ate that first evening on the terrace, looking at the sea, with lemon candles burning to keep the other insects away as the cigalles chanted in the branches around us, and Maman, she could not keep away from the kitchen.

Chapter 1

I was walking down a tree covered lane, enjoying the fine early spring day. The dogwoods were all in bloom along the way scenting the street with their delicate fragrance. Their pink and white blossoms were glistening like jewels in the late afternoon sunset. I was enjoying my time alone when I felt rough hands grab me by my mouth. Another pair of hands held a rag with some sweet smelling substance under my noise. I started to feel to dizzy as I lost consciousness.

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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Lee Parker loved hearing about his family's roots. His Grandmother has decided that Lee's interest should be rewarded, so she gives him the wedding gown that once belonged to his Great, Great Grandmother, Leeah. What Lee doesn't know is that his life is about to take an unsuspected turn, especially when you visit a relative in... THE TWILIGHT ZONE.

Here comes the Troubleshooter!

Part 4: The circle closes

Once we landed in the Middle East, we got ushered to a converted army base, where a bored looking guard called out our names without even looking at us. “Captain Andrew Mays and Sergeant Carl Ryan?”

“Actually, I go by Andi, now.” I said gently, “And we lost our ranks.”

He looked up, and did a double take. “Oh. Sorry.”

Legacy of the Anari

by Ashleigh Blayze

Chapter 14

Apologies for the delay....join me now for the final chapter of Ashai's first tale.... Will Ashai get back to Neti? Will Shatrtick and Gantol get their asses kicked? What will those mercs do?

Warning this is a darker tale than I have told before. I woke up in a bad mood so bewarned.

CHAPTER 36
The classes were various. Pascale introduced me first to those of nine years, and they were full of children with open eyes and minds. This was the language of Hollywood and television, of video games and popular music. It should be understood that in France films in foreign languages are not normally heard in their original form but with the words spoken by specialised French actors, so that the voice of the original performer is an unknown in my country.

The Princess of the Desert

By Melodie Thomas

Edited by Holly Hart

Chapter 14

Friday, June 19, 2009

This is a work of fiction and all characters are used without permission. All prior warnings about needing to know certain information still apply. Reading part one of the story will be very helpful in understanding it. Comments are very much appreciated.

She had seen the change in the sky from the classroom so Fey was not at all surprised by security calling upon her to enter the forest to see who had gone into it. After all, this person caused a person on security’s ‘watch list’ to run into a brick wall, something that a Brick shouldn’t be able to do.

I Began writing this story back in 2006 and posted it on Ficitonmania. Life got in the way of completing the story, so I decided to leave it as a single story. I'm really considering reviving this series (this is NOT the story I was alluding to in my last blog). If you think I should continue this series, please leave a comment saying as much.

The son of a rich businessman is set up by his evil step sisters who are plotting against him. He is sentenced to a cruel forced feminization program by a judge in the corrupt regime they live in. His step family's cruelty is taken to a new level. Can he survive?

I was dozing on the couch in the living room at home, not really tired, but it was a wet, cold Saturday morning, which didn’t give me any incentive to do anything or go anywhere. I must have drifted off.

Previously:

I arrived home and had to explain to Mum why I was late.