The story of Rebecca from The Cat in The Cradle story and how August became her sister.

Reverend Fredrick Earl Cerullo couldn’t believe that the gay conversion camp had been brought down by a freak and her human partner. So, far everything he has done so far against her has been counter by herself and her human friend. Now she has another freak and human staying with her. The investigator that he had hired to follow and take pictures of her reported that his son was staying with the freak. His son was parading around dressed as a girl. Going after her with the law would take too long.

Jack and Chaos has been observing Sanzo Dulcidio movements for the past few days. While he has been observing him, Jack had planted incendiary devices and used drones at night time to spray the cocaine fields with a mixer of plant killer and jet fuel. Tonight, he was going to make sure these fields can’t be used again. Jack wanted a message to be sent so other cartels know not to mess with him or any one from now on. He knows that’s it isn’t going to stop them, but it might give them reasons to pause.

Renata had woken up early and slipped out of bed quietly. She didn’t want to wake Jesse. They had slept with the sliding glass door opened last night. She opens it quietly and walks out onto the balcony to watch the sunrise. She couldn’t believe the view from the balcony in front of her. Nothing but grape vines and the mountains all the way behind vineyard to see. They were going to take a tour of the place later today. A bottle of the wine this place makes last night was served at dinner and she loved it. She wasn’t a wine connoisseur, but she enjoyed the wine last night.

“Kat, you and Paul better get over here.” Brittney had heard a commotion outside and had looked out the living room window to see what it was.

Terri comes walking down the hallway rubbing her eyes. She had fallen asleep yesterday on the way back from the camp and was carried in. It was lucky that Kat’s house had another spare bedroom. Then again, it was her family home and she had a sister and brother that had lived here with her till they got their own place.

“Why, what is going on?” Kat and Paul walks over towards Brittney.

Jack tucks his girls in and give them a kiss on their foreheads before heading back to his office where he had asked his mother, Selina, and Seamus to meet him after the girls were asleep. As he walks in, he shuts the door behind him and press a secret button on his desk to seal the room, so they won’t be disturbed.

“Grandma, what was daddy like when he was younger?” Gina looks towards their grandmother as they sat outside enjoying the sunshine around the pool.

Inner Demons, AKA "Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl"
© 2017 Haylee V

* This is a true account of my life experiences. All persons portrayed in this story are based on actual people I've met throughout my life, and the events portrayed actually happened to me or someone close to me. No malice is intended to those individuals involved, and names have been altered to protect the identities of the people portrayed. *

Angel feels his shoulder being lightly shaken. He opens his eyes and notices his mom looking at him.

“Hey! Sleepy head.” She picks him up and sits down on the sofa with him on her lap.

“Brenda told me you slept all day long. Are you feeling okay?” Angel could tell his mother was concern.

“I’m okay mommy, have we arrived yet?” Angel was still feeling sleepy.

“Yes, we’re here and dinner is set-up outside. Are you awake enough to go outside and met Roy and Joyce?” D.A. was watching Angel.

“Yes Ma’am.” Angel covers a yawn.

Who would have known a small clerical error would cause so much chaos?

The first chapter of my first story ever. Please comment if you enjoy, or if you don't for that matter!

A boy named Alice

Have you ever heard of that song “A boy named Sue”? If you have you might get an inkling about what my life is like. Supposedly the father of the boy named him Sue so he would get teased and bullied in school in order to toughen him up. Well my sire liked that philosophy and named me Alice. Needless to say very much like Sue’s my life isn’t very nice because of it. That is also why I call my sperm donor “sire” I just can’t bring myself to call him “dad” or “father” even. Complete and utter moron, spineless too.

OK, so I'm posting this two days early, but I wanted to do something special for a special person on (or at least near) her birthday. Besides, it's Pi Day, so...

Without further ado, I present:

Smoky Corners 3-NC: Aussie Dreams
(c) 2017
Haylee V

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By Flummox

Reassignment

By Joannebarbarella

The story takes place in an alternate timeline

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Life's never so interesting as when you find out that you've defected in the gender wars involuntarily, but when you find out that the change can also carry the price of your very freedom? Welcome to Erik Mahren's Nightmare.

Oddly enough, becoming an outcast just might be what saves her.

Jericho is a model student at Whateley Academy, just ask him! Join us as he shares with us the joys of life, how to deal with conflict and the dangers of overindulgence of coffee.

Did I mention both of his best friends at school are changelings who missed the Poe Bus?

This is a Whateley Academy Canon story