The drive over to Brenda’s didn’t seem to take as long in Brent’s car as it did mine. Fun to drive. Also an attention magnet from the public and the police. I drove like grandma on
her way to church. If the police saw me they could still fabricate an excuse to pull me over.

That day Leah took me to buy a few more clothes, guy clothes, but convinced me to keep some of the women’s clothes, the ones she said looked more genderless. In the end I didn’t mind that much about it, she was making me feel as if I was way too cool for not being too apprehensive about letting her put makeup on me or wearing her heels, that I ended up feeling more confident and actually being cool about it.

Jane's first week as a girl passed in something of a Blur. Her mother delighted in having a daughter. She filled Jane's days with lessons in cooking, sewing and the other skills of hearth and home. By week's end they had sewed an entire set of everyday clothes including a shift, dress and kirtle. They were plain for the moment but her mum was already talking of embroidery, just as soon as she had a second set sewn.

Two days had passed since the town had received the warning of the impending invasion of undead and other dark things.

Jarg and Vansel, along with Kotori, had worked hard all day long making weapons for the defenders to use during the invasion. Now that the day's work was done, the three had settled down in the room with all the dining tables inside the Journeyman's Inn.

Kotori was drinking an odd brew that she had asked Madame Benrime to make for her, the two men had their usual ales.

Time on My Hands

Chapter 41: 347-352 CE: Colonizing the Azores

Since Christianity had taken hold of the Clan Ravn the burial practices changed. The circular burial mound of Olvris was huge, 180 feet in diameter and 19 feet high, had been fine for the honoring the Norse gods, but was considered a bit too ostentatious for Christianity. Svenn decided the mound could become a dynastic memorial for those who led Bazram.

Family members had been buried around the burial mound and that would continue, however, the successors of Olvris would be buried atop the mound. As the first successor, Bjorn would be buried on the top with a simple gravestone. When Svenn’s time came, he would be buried beside his grandfather, with future successors following suit as the grave sites wound around and down the hill. There would be more than enough room to bury centuries of successors. Svenn would also erected a huge memorial stone listing the names and lineage of those buried in and on top of the burial mound along with the dates of the birth, rule, and death. Additions would be made as needed.

Myra returns to the scene of the crime: once with Paul and once with the members of her old gang,

Revised 011223

The Treasure of Eerie -- Chapter 4
By Christopher Leeson and Ellie Dauber

December 16, 1871, Continued

CHAPTER 48
That night, I lay once more with my lover, safe in our home, in my family, and tried to find the words for him. I had already walked him through my interview, but that was a doddle in comparison.

“I want in to see Lexie afterwards, love”

“How is she? I haven’t had time to pop round since she woke up”

“Gemma’s taken over her diet”

"This IS what I want."

It's taken me only a few days to realize this is what I really, really want - Scary! Exciting! Wow. But I do love being dressed up - I love it!

An AP-500 story.
 

The House

By Dawn Natelle

The daily postings will continue for a while. I already have Chapter 11 half written: Dawn.

Chapter 10 – Rabbit joins the band

Arabella woke-up early and took Trigger outside to potty her. She had peeked into the master bedroom and found Gina and Arnold sound asleep in each other arms. Neither one was wearing any night clothes. Cadmus had looked at her and then laid back down.

“Come on Trigger, let’s go potty.” She puts Trigger’s leash on her and walks her around outside.

The House

By Dawn Natelle

Nine Chapters in just over a week. I feel like Angharad when she was churning out a chapter a day. Now I just have to finish 3200 more to catch up. I wonder if Ang could check to see if there are any Dormouses (Dormice?) in Ontario: Dawn.

Chapter 8 – Moving days

“Bartender, may I have a glass of blood?” I swear I will treasure the look on their faces forever before I started giggling. “Kidding guys, I really am not a vampire and I don’t drink blood. I am kind of thirsty though. A small glass of soda water if you’re open this morning.”

The bartender hesitated before he reached under the counter, retrieved a small glass and filled it with soda water. He set it on the bar sans paper coaster.

“Land of Confusion”
"The Last Domino"
"In Too Deep"  
"Tonight, Tonight, Tonight"  
"Throwing It All Away"
"Anything She Does"  
"In the Glow of the Night"
“Take a Look At Me Now”

Land of Confusion

It’s been three years.

The House

By Dawn Natelle

Sunflower gets up the nerve to finally meet people, with an amazing result: Dawn.

Chapter 7 Sunflower meets the World

"You'll look like Angela - in a mirror!"

How often does something REALLY unexpected happen in the average life. Once? Twice? Never?

"It's just you copying what Angela does - as if in a mirror. You've got to be a look-alike, y'know. You can do it," Ashya insisted.

An AP-500 story

I sat for a while when I was back in the Depot at the end of my first week back from holiday. It had been working for the company for almost ten years and very soon, I’d be giving it up for good. Letting go was hard but it had to be done. It was time to move on to pastures new.

On my way out of the Depot, I checked my schedule for the next day. I smiled when I realised that I’d be returning to the Depot in the middle of the afternoon to change both the type of bus and the route. I’d have a chance to go into the supervisor’s office to hand in my notice. In a strange way, I’d miss the place and a good few of the regular passengers that I carried almost on a daily basis.

Jon was waiting for me when I got home. The expression on his face told me that he had something he wanted to tell me.

“Out with it!” I said as we sat down to eat.

“I was sort of wondering if I could go and see Christine for a couple of days?”

Isla had gotten up early and heads into the kitchen to fix herself something to eat. She had the day off from work and she had no idea what she was going to do. She finally had money in her bank account and a job that she loved.

She heads towards the bathroom to shower and freshen up. Isla examines herself one last time in the full-length mirror. The outfit she had on was designed and sewn by Sara, Elizabeth’s wife.

She grabs her purse and heads out to enjoy her day off.

A Star Wars Alternate Universe
T'aa Onasi had been robbed by the choices of her parents.
Sean Olsen always felt he should have been a her.
They wished for the same thing.

T'aa Onasi knows everything that is going to happen as she finds herself on the way to Tython.
However, she just got forced to switch with the real owner of this body, and wonders how she is going to cope. Can she change things? Will she be fighting against a fate that she does not want and how far will she be forced to follow the script? Not at all, a little, or the entire script?

T'aa Onasi broke the script of the story and now has much more freedom to act. Is the story still on the same track or is she rapidly falling into a hole that she can not even see coming?

Also on Wattpad under Sara Hawke and Fanfiction under Hawkebat

If you ask a man on the street to tell you an important figure from World War 2, the answer will be Adolf Hitler (a newspaper, 1999).

Caution: smoking scenes and limited scenes of violence

In the 2000's, thousands of people claimed to be the reincarnation of Hitler. Some came with shocking proves. Is there an explanation to this? Is Hitler walking among us? If not, when will he return? And where did his soul come from?