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The doctor's prognosis left Stevie with a lot to process. Now, he has to figure
out how he's going to live his life. Thank you all for your amazing support and
kind words. I am so happy that so many of you are enjoying the story.
This has been a very tough week here.
In this chapter, a new morning brings the warmth of pancakes and hesitant steps toward connection as Emily begins to navigate life with the Blake family. Amid laughter, soccer games, and quiet moments under the stars, she takes her first steps toward finding her place in their world.
Life has some certainties, birth and death of course, but the rest is a mix of Minestrone and Spaghetti, some of which we have no direct influence over. We can however decide whether we want Parmesan or other seasoning, we can give Gnochi a try, doesn't mean we'll like it but at least we'll know. Gaby has reached just such a point in her life, she knows she likes Pizza, she's not averse to Spaghetti or Lasagne but is Gnochi for her? The Gnochi in this case is doing the singing with BlauHase on a more serious level, as a 'hobby' its fine but could this be a change of career? Well you don't find out without trying so that's just what our heroine is about to find out in this, the 27th book of the Gaby saga.
Clark and his twin sister Kelly are not as close as he'd like them to be. Clark is a shy clumsy loner and Kelly is more athletic, outgoing and popular. She's also a very determined ballerina and the only one their parents seem to care about. That all seemingly changes when Kelly breaks her leg while practicing for an upcoming recital. Their mother, along with Kelly's teacher, decide the best course of action is to find a replacement. One who looks very similar to her.
Megan considers options and strategies and makes a decision on who she really wants to be. Then, what could be more real than making pancakes for your parents?
"If wishes were horses, all beggars would ride
And look down their noses from chargers astride.
If hope granted wings then lovers would fly
Away above clouds to castles in the sky."
Synopsis: Iona Beddau, previously Roger Lyons, is back. She's asked to go undercover in a local high school in order to help track down a drug dealer who may also be a succubus. This will require her to be transformed into a teenager.
By NiGHTs (Based on a Story and Title suggestion made by Tyrone Slothrop)
Transition one: Gas pt.1
The night sky was clear and still warm on a night in late July of 2004. On interstate 95, just north of Baltimore, a green Kia Spectra uses a tractor trailer to run blocking for it as it makes it way to the 695 interchange. Renee Holister and I have been discussing how I came to the understanding that I was transsexual.
This story is suggested by another story posted now on Fictionmania. Thank you Nighthawk for "Once More With Feelings."
The Day I Went Home - Part One
By Barbara Lynn Terry
I am 56 years old. I'm not a real genius or anything, but, I have been toying around with time travel. Something suggested by the Back To The Future trilogy and the series Quantum Leap. I was being helped by a university professor friend I met one day at the campus coffee shop. I was talking to a student who used to live in my neighborhood, until he moved on campus after entering college. We were talking about the Back To The Future trilogy, and pondering on what it woud be like to actually travel through time. This professor was at the next table and heard our conversation.
“Eight years,” I thought as I left Jennifer’s office. “Eight. Years. Eight. Fucking. Years. And she pulls this shit. Who the fuck did she think she was? If I wanted this, I would have gone to a dominatrix. It would’ve cost me a hell of a lot less, and I wouldn’t have wasted all those lunch hours.”
Laura Returns to Brazil
- Rio de Janeiro Team -
Slothrop’s I Can See For Miles
by Bluto
Series Originator Note: I first met Bluto through his comments on one of my stories, and we found we shared a similar set of themes around the unsung and unwritten tales of the TG fiction victims. After exchanging emails, I knew he would be key to lending Angel a helping hand. It is so good to see Laura and Harold live again, I need to find another reason to get them to come back.
Well, my first adventure as a girl was off to a flying start. My family was gone for the night, I was all dolled up, I got lots of whistles and looks, and to top it off, a cute cop picked me up, flirted with me and dropped me off at the movies. This was my wildest dream come true!
The small yacht was going down as Emily looked through the storm. Fred was laying on the beach unconscious, completely tired after his futile attempts to swim out and get any supplies.
By Dreams Betrayed
Allentown Team — Slothtrop's “I Can See For Miles”
A Men In Black Dresses Adventure
by Valentina Michelle Smith
Series Originator Note: Tina writes with passion and skill and we found a similar interest in the concept of victims who won’t be victims. In many ways, Diana Hunter was one of the inspirations for Angel and Angel and I are very pleased that they got to meet.
By Tyrone Slothrop- Fourth Story in the Angelverse
Author’s Note: This is the fourth Angel story and he needed lots of help for this mission. Even when I threw in characters from my previous work into the mix, we still needed more. I then reached out to other authors who had created heroic figures with a similar purpose. You will see a series of works attached to this story, all launching off the same assignment detailed in chapter 20. I can tell you we had fun doing it- Tyrone Slothrop
I have always loved pretty things, for as far back as I can
remember. Silky, soft clothing on a woman looks so
beautiful, and feels so good. Even as a child, I loved the
"Granny, Granny, please tell us a story! Pretty please, Granny!" said nine year old Linda as she sat on the floor with her twin sister Julia.
They had on matching sky blue blouses and navy blue skorts which each had embroidered a red rose with green stem and leaves as well as the first initial of their name. They both looked precious in their white knee socks and black Mary Jane's. Each of them looked intently at me with their deep blue eyes, resisting the temptation to twirl their long blonde hair in their fingers, since they loved my stories.
Before I could answer, Julia burst out, "Tell us a new one, Granny! Pretty, please!"
There's something in the water, no literally! Some THING huge and ugly with destruction on its mind.
It's a fight that's going to require the best the community of masks can muster -- a gathering of heroes like no one has seen before! The call goes out, the threat will be met -- for the world is in
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