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A Second Chance -- Chapter 67


A Second Chance

By Dawn Natelle

Many tears were shed in writing this chapter. Tissue alert. Two boxes may be needed: Dawn

Rachael was sitting in the stands at the arena, watching Bobby play goal at the hockey school when she got a text from Mikki. ‘Can you talk?’ Rachael texted back ‘Yes’ and a second later the phone rang.

“What’s up, girlfriend?” Rachael asked.

Racing Angels -chp 6

Racing Angels

Webster’s dictionary defines Speed as the fallowing: the rate of change of position along a straight line with respect to time over a set distance. In other words, the quicker you can get from one place to another. The question is what do you, do when your family has spent the last two generations in search of ways to accomplish this goal faster and faster. Would do you do when the family business is the search for more Speed. For Robert ‘Robby’ McGuire the answer is easy. You grab your sister and strap on a pair of Formula One racecars then go for broke.

Flight of the Claymore -chapter 25

Flight of the Claymore

Flight Lieutenant Second Class Jason Cole is the fifth generation in a long line of military family members and the third of the current generation. Unlike his older brother and sister Jason cannot be fitted with a bio-A.I. This one fact will led him on the greatest adventure of his young life.

I Like Dressing Up

Rachael looks at her collection of women clothing she has. Most of them she designed herself and have worn at one time or another. She has never confined herself to one gender. If she felt like dressing as a girl, she dresses as a girl. If she felt like dressing gender neutral, she dressed gender neutral. She loved designing and modeling clothes.

Time on My Hands Chapter 32 - 298-299 CE: Clan Corvo Goes Norse

Time on My Hands
Chapter 32: 298-299 CE: Clan Corvo Goes Norse

Fiach learned about the Norse pantheon, a variation of the German pantheon but much harsher. She was most intrigued by Odin and his twin companions, the Ravens, Hugin and Munin. Odin was the ‘raven-god’ or ‘the priest of the raven sacrifice’, a poetic way of describing fallen warriors as “sacrifices” to the ravens and other carrion birds, with Odin as a decider of who lives and who dies in battle. In the same vein, ravens were called ‘the greedy hawks of Odin’. The spotting of ravens immediately following a sacrifice to Odin was taken as a sign that the god had accepted the offering. However ravens aren’t only birds of gore and carnage, they’re also exceptionally intellectual birds, and Odin was an exceptionally intellectual god. Hugin comes from the word hugr, thought. Munin comes from the word munr, which encompasses the concepts of thought, desire and emotion. They’re Odin’s intellectual/spiritual capabilities journeying outward in the form of fittingly intelligent and curious birds that resonate with Odin’s roles as battle god and death god. The sending forth of spiritual aspects of oneself to accomplish particular tasks, in the case of Hugin and Munin, the gathering of additional wisdom and knowledge to add to Odin’s already-prodigious store, was a common practice by Norse shamans and sorcerers.

To the Matt Part 3

Trying to move the story along. It evolved from a simple "wrestler is secretly transgender and gets found out" to "growing up denying your inner girl". I promise, I'll get to the teaser. It's looking like Part 8 will be the big reveal, I just have to build up to that moment. As always, see the long yet simple glossary for the lingo used here.

Atalanta's Story Continued: Reaching Home Chapter 23

I had hoped to post this chapter yesterday but my hip was hurting but the copy, paste, and adding lines between paragraphs takes concentration that when my hip hurts I don't have. These kidnappers have begun to realize in this chapter that they have a buzz saw on their hands. Thanks goes again to Ashleigh for her editing skills which helps me look better and hopefully a more enjoyable read.

Tommy - The Trials and Tribulations of a Girl? - Chapter 107

The Trials and Tribulations of a Girl?

A Novel By Teddie S.

Copyright © 2018 Teddie S.
All Rights Reserved.

Chapter 107
I can’t do this. A lunch meeting. Dr. Joe.

I'm sad. We'd just been to the last barbecue of the year.
Teaching a class? Not a good thing for Tom, but Kai?
And just who is this Dr. Joe?

To the Matt Part 2

Sorry for teasing pro wresting but then only showing a kid growing up, it felt right to showcase how he got to that moment in the ring first. Some of the wrestlers mentioned are amalgamations of real wrestlers or entirely based on real wrestlers but with different names. PM me if you think you know who is who, I'll gladly make mention of you...

As always here's a link to the lingo so you aren't lost

Jessica Jade Ch18


Chapter Eighteen


As Mac pulled up outside the back of the walk-in medical clinic in Chester, Pennsylvania, he estimated he’d been driving for twenty minutes. He was worried he was going to be too late to save her. He worried that for every minute he had to drive, Jessica was getting worse and slipping away.

The Essex Girl

“Whose round is it?” asked one of the six women.

The six were celebrating a good Christmas Season for their Company. They all worked in the Offices doing various Admin and Clerical jobs apart from one of then, Elise. Elise was the boss, the Managing Director and principle shareholder in the company. They were at a pub in the market town of Sudbury in Suffolk. The locals were always willing to stress that it wasn’t Essex but the more salubrious and, in their opinion, the frankly superior county of Suffolk. Many of the staff came ‘over the border’ from Essex. As a result, when episodes of TOWIE (The Only Way is Essex) were on TV, there was much talk about the lifestyles of ‘Essex Girls’ the following day.

Tommy - The Trials and Tribulations of a Girl? - Chapter 106

The Trials and Tribulations of a Girl?

A Novel By Teddie S.

Copyright © 2018 Teddie S.
All Rights Reserved.

Chapter 106
The last barbecue. Can I do this?
Taos and Mr. Tsinajinnie.

It’s still Friday, and we’re at the resort, and it’s the last barbecue of the year. And there's more than the usual number of special guests here tonight.

When I went to walk, with Uncle Paul to the microphone, I’d grabbed Ajie's hand and started to pull her with me. She put the brakes on, and said, “Kai! What are you doing?”

Magical Girl Assassination Squad: Chapter 4

Sarah couldn’t be happier. Her shift was finally over. No more questions. No more cold coffee. And no more paperwork! That last one was almost enough to make her dance for joy as she walked to her car. When she got back to her apartment, she was going to take a long hot bath. After that, she might think about her day.

“Hey, Sarah!”

Sarah turned to see who was calling her. She half expected it to be the chief, but it was a woman’s voice she had heard. “Diane,” she said. “Can this wait? I’ve had a really bad day and I just want to go home.”

The Riders Of The Waves: Chapter 1

This story is set in the same "world" as LadyDragon623's stories about werefolk, vampires, fae and other supernatural creatures.

I have her express permission to use the "world" and characters she has mentioned in her stories if I feel they would fit into this story.


We're an odd bunch, about thirty of us all told. Most of us were raised somewhere not too far from here, a few from the east coast.

To the Matt Part 1

Matt's life isn't ordinary by any means. Growing up in the world of wrestling can be tough, but being tossed out and living a "normal" life can be tougher. See Matt develop from the darling son to one of the backbones of an industry- all while fighting urges to become his inner woman.

Wild And Free: Chapter 2

I'm sorry that I hadn't posted anything new for this for almost two months. To be honest, I've been lucky, in that time frame, if I could focus enough to write anything, largely due to ongoing problems with pollen from grasses (seasonal allergies) and the insane humidity that started about four weeks ago. I hope to post more often, but weed season starts in a few days, and I'm moderately allergic to ragweed pollen.

Note: The various bits of violence mentioned in this chapter are all parts of the history of the relevant characters.

Atalanta's Story Continued: Reaching Home Chapter 22

Guys this is a short chapter but it seemed like a good place to stop. I have the same flutter of nerves that I had with the very 1st chapter I posted way back when maybe because it has been almost a year. That and I have a brain injury that makes sequencing difficult means that I don't really understand parent child tree relationship works. So I'm liable to get it out of order and have to get Erin to help me. After I get a semblance of a schedule going then I can sort of mimic what I need to do.

I want to thank Ashleigh for pushing through her illness to finish editing what I've written and I also want to thank all of you that wrote and asked about Atalanta and apologize for the sometimes slow replies. I do hope you all enjoy the chapter, story, and the rest of her (mis) adventures as it unfolds. This will be the last book in the Whateley world and I now know the direction I want for her.

But now to this chapter not a lot action wise happens, information is gathered, characters are staged for action that happens in subsequent characters. If the good Lord is willing and the creeks don't rise I'll have another chapter posted no later than Wednesday and another next weekend. The previous chapter has the trio arriving in town with Manny and Atalanta dining with a former contact in General and Mrs Nelson where the girls are kidnapped from the parking lot.

Star Chapter 23

Chapter 23

I walked around the house noting all the security risks with Alan. They had an alarm system which could be set for when there was no one in the house and a sleep function, when all the external doors and a sensor in the garage were live.

The alarm system was a good one but it had a few flaws. There were a few downstairs windows that were not alarmed, nor was there a sensor to pick up access and there was no way to identify whoever came to the front door.

Who the hell am I? Book 2 Chapter 10

Chapter 10 Jesse's POV

I was waiting for some time. The receptionist came to check on me occasionally and explained that because there was such a time pressure, they were trying to nut out a contract, then and there. When they had finished, Jim collected me and we travelled to Mark and Jean so that Mark could sign my contract as my guardian. I still had to sign it so I read it thoroughly, but it only seemed to confirm what Jim had told me earlier.

Penny's World pt 22

“Oh, you want to tie me up, make me a damsel in distress. Do you.” I say grinning.

Penny’s World
Part Twenty Two
Sophie Jones
© 2018

This is the story of Penny. A closet Transwoman thrust into the outside world 24-7 when she would rather go and hide away. Perhaps the title should be Welcome to Penny’s Paranoid World…

Rebekah Anne Bettencourt

And here, we have my very first attempt at screenwriting.
This was entered into the first year of Project Greenlight where it went to round two but was eliminated.

Unlike the other scripts, you will note the lack of any musical cues, as these were added in a later draft that was lost (along with my other scripts when I erased the wrong memory card).

Please note that the script's ending is NOT the same as the book (Unwritten Rules) will be (the subplot and narrative are entirely different).

and so ,with that, yet another story line about a girl.

Racing Angels -chp 5

Racing Angels

Webster’s dictionary defines Speed as the fallowing: the rate of change of position along a straight line with respect to time over a set distance. In other words, the quicker you can get from one place to another. The question is what do you, do when your family has spent the last two generations in search of ways to accomplish this goal faster and faster. Would do you do when the family business is the search for more Speed. For Robert ‘Robby’ McGuire the answer is easy. You grab your sister and strap on a pair of Formula One racecars then go for broke.

Flight of the Claymore -chapter 24

Flight of the Claymore

Flight Lieutenant Second Class Jason Cole is the fifth generation in a long line of military family members and the third of the current generation. Unlike his older brother and sister Jason cannot be fitted with a bio-A.I. This one fact will led him on the greatest adventure of his young life.

What A Girl Enjoys

Serena pushes the lawnmower up and down the lawn. She was listening to music from her iPhone as she was cutting the lawn. Her purple color phony tail was bouncing with each step she took. Occasionally, she would start singing. She was wearing a pair of short shorts and a white sports bra.

Her fair skin was already starting to burn. She’s been outside since seven in the morning working in the yard. Her aunts were at work and she had the house to herself. She couldn’t wait for her friend to come over, so she could have some fun with him.

The Dragon and the Girl

This story is completely different from my usual stories. This time I’ve written a sweet romantic fairy tale. I hope some of those who don’t like my usual stories will like this one and that those who like my usual stories don’t get too disappointed.

Once upon a time in a place beyond our world and time there was a village. The village had had a quiet existence for centuries. The inhabitants were quite happy with that. They only knew all too well that living in interesting times was not something that ordinary peasants enjoyed.

Of course life was not perfect. Sometimes harvests were bad. Three rich farmers had managed to get control of the village. Human weaknesses such as envy, greed, lack of courage, intolerance … were no strangers to the people in the village. However, in general life was good in the village. Then things got interesting!

Star Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Now that Jess had calmed down we were sitting around the table again. Jessica had always been called Jess, but after the incident felt like it didn't suit her anymore and had asked everyone to call her Jessica. With a determined look on her face she told us that she wanted to be called Jess again. She didn't want Anthony to win, is how she put it and none of us were going to argue. It felt like a good indication of improvement.

Tommy - The Trials and Tribulations of a Girl? - Chapter 105

The Trials and Tribulations of a Girl?

A Novel By Teddie S.

Copyright © 2018 Teddie S.
All Rights Reserved.

Chapter 105
Awéé’? Me teach classes? A passenger.

We had spent some time at the range with my aunt and uncle shooting our rifles and pistols. Then Ajie and I took a hike that took us past the remote hogan, and we found Naainish there. He told us that Peshlakai had been ‘talked to’ and not to worry about him. Then Naainish asked me to visit a dying sheep rancher with him, which I did. It was an interesting experience.

When I’d gotten home from being with the old sheep rancher, I’d checked the answering machine. I was hoping that I’d hear from my advisor, Mr. Robertson, about my grad assistant position. But no such luck.

Then I had just enough time to change from Kai to Tom, and make it to the hospital to pick up Amy. When I arrived at the hospital the hallway outside the emergency room was a flurry of activity. I stopped and looked. And ...

Jessica Jade Ch17


Chapter Seventeen

Last Call

Jessica sighed. She looked at Mac. “Terry sounds all squared away. At least the motorcycle gang is busy with the cops right now.”

“Yeah. Tonight could have gone very badly. But, you can’t anticipate that kind of cluster fuck.” Mac looked her over. “You think you can still drive?” Mac looked concerned.

Time on My Hands Chapter 31 - 297-298 CE: The Norse Connection

Time on My Hands
Chapter 31: 297-298 CE: The Norse Connection

By the end of May he was back in Barmaz. One of the priorities was to find a reliable source of iron, thus he decided to take another scouting trip along the east bank of the Rhine to the North Sea, similar to the one he took sixty years ago. Since all iron sources in Roman territory were locked down by existing organizations, a source that could be secured for the Clan Corvo outside Roman territory needed to be found. The difference from his last Rhine trip was he intended to travel as Fiach. Posing as an itinerant healer riding a horse along with a pack horse she set out. This would be her first trip north since Emperor Probus had abandoned the limes when he retracted the border to the Rhine.

To Reap The Wind: Chapter 2

Grave plot with several broken and toppled stone crosses near castle once known as Camelot, 877 AD

"Rise, Sir Owain, to do your duty to this world! You may be dead, but your work is not done. Rise, I command thee!"

The large, heavily cloaked figure with the bony hands, very large, razor sharp scythe and eyes of flaming red, had to repeat the call.

"Rise, Sir Owain, I call you forth to walk among the people again, to do a duty that might, over time, calm your troubled soul. Rise!"

Stupid Bathroom Bill

Inspired by Bru's "Cheerleader Material?" and Laika's "AFTER THE BIG GAME"

Stupid stupid bathroom bill!

So our team is traveling back on the bus from our big HS football away game; dirty, tired and beat up with half our roster. And we didn’t even get onto the field.

Why you say, I’ll tell you why.

It’s common knowledge a visiting team uses the opposite gender's locker room for away games. Did the stupid legislature take that into account with their stupid bathroom bill?


The Roads Are Calling, or It's A Carnie Life: Part 11

That Sunday night was a quiet one for all of us. I surprised mom and dad by making no protest when dad said I needed to be in bed. I'm not sure, but that may be due to the feelings Allison and I have been going through since that jerk Dawtrim tried to kidnap us Thursday night.

Anyhow I was in bed a few minutes later and soon asleep, that sleep broken by dreams several times. Most of the dreams, well, the ones that I could remember when I woke up, were about Dawtrim and had him successfully kidnapping and abusing us. Scary shit, oh, yeah!

Star Chapter 21

Chapter 21

I knocked on Jessica's door. Apparently, we were going shopping tomorrow and Lisa wanted to know if Jessica was going to join us. After I had knocked I could hear some movement behind the door, followed by a lock being undone and then the door opened a crack. Jessica was standing behind it as if it was protecting her.

“Umm..hello?” She said softly.

“Do you mind if I come in? I would like to ask a favour.”

“Err..OK I guess.” She said so quietly, that if she hadn't been so close I wouldn't have been able to hear her. Then she disappeared from view.

Sitting Down

I created a new keyword (in the Other Keywords box.) All are welcome to use "Bathroom Foibles."

Martha walked into the lady's room. Red in the face, she immediately left.

"May I help you, ma'am?" the help desk clerk asked.

"Where is the lady's room? I thought I was going into the right one, but there are urinals!" she said while crossing her legs and looking decidedly uncomfortable.

It’s Not MY Fault!

FYI: This is NOT a sequel to the story I posted earlier today.

In the dress shop two weeks before Prom.

Mother: It’s a lovely dress and you just look fabulous in it but it’s really expensive, James.

James: Mom! It’s not MY fault we’re here!

After the Big Game

A 100 word drabble inspired by Bru's short story Cheerleader Material
I'm not sure which State this story takes place in...

by Laika Pupkino ~ 2018


Our defeat at the hands of Middledale High's team was humiliating, the bus ride home was even worse.

Cheerleader Material?

The first day in my new High School started off well. The buildings were new, teachers actually interesting, the school turned out to have a great football team. I just love football. Not that I’ll ever play for the school being rather a ”petite” boy but you can always watch. I never missed a game at my old High School except that one time we gymnasts had an away competition at the same time. I had spent part of the lunch break looking at the football trophies and pictures of the team.

So everything was great until I had to go to the bathroom.

Dancing to a New Beat 39

I had been suspecting something like that, of course, but it was still a lot to take in, so I sat for a few seconds listening to the grown-ups talking. Sammy cut to the crux of it.

“Where does that leave us?”

Brad’s mouth twisted, eyebrows up, and he shrugged, palms out. It seemed to be his little habit.

Star Chapter 20

Chapter 20

The rest of the afternoon could have been called the Barbie show. Barbie is pretty shy and cautious around strangers, but it is like a switch is thrown. When she decides that you are not a stranger anymore, she will treat you like she completely trusts you. She will jump in your lap and give you a cuddle, just because she felt like it or hold your hand and drag you to something she is interested in, so, of course, you would be interested too.

Looking for Sally

CIA Investigator looking for a missing analyst follows leads to a very unusual hotel. NOTE: This story contains the location and two character's that appeared in a TG story that was authored by Deborah Ford titled, "The Hotel" and first posted on a different site (approx. 2005). None of the original stories plot line or other characters appear in this story. That drivel is the sole responsibility of N. Smith.

Tommy - The Trials and Tribulations of a Girl? - Chapter 104

The Trials and Tribulations of a Girl?

A Novel By Teddie S.

Copyright © 2018 Teddie S.
All Rights Reserved.

Chapter 104
The gun range. A hike and Naainish.
A visit.

Yesterday had been an up and down day. We found that Peshlakai was still in the picture. But Uncle Gaagii told us that he knew of someone that could have “a talk” with Peshlakai if need be. We also found out that the guy that I was supposed to be a grad-assistant for, Dr. Kilmer, was about to go before a faculty review board.

We had used the mud pool to try to help both of us relax, and it worked. We also found out that next Friday would be the last barbecue of the year. That made us sad.

The Sunset was an excellent one, but the storms building to the west showed that we were going to get a thunderstorm or two. As the storms approached, I warned everyone to get off the cliff, and all but one guy did. He wanted one more picture. And that turned tragic. Lightning struck him, and he died.

Sunday morning when I woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking and Ajie looking down at me with that cute smile on her face. I smiled up at her, and said, “Morning lover.”

She bent down, kissed me, sat back, and said, “Good morning sweetheart.”

What next?

Who the hell am I? Book 2 Chapter 9

Chapter 9 Philip Wright's POV Mildura Lawyer

I was meeting with Charles for the second time and not looking forward to it. Father Geffory had asked me to take on this case, so I knew I was doing the right thing. At the same time I knew the law and we would not be successful if Charles insisted on calling Bob a boy and telling the world that was why he needed full custody.

The Summer I Became - Part 1 of 4

----------=BigCloset Retro Classic!=----------

It’s that time of year, when schools let out and summer begins–
and it’s obligatory to write a Summer Camp story, right?
Here’s a short one with some altered chords …

The Summer I Became
Part 1

By Karin Bishop
Copyright© 2012, 2016, 2018 Karin Bishop
All Rights Reserved.

Politics Is... Sometimes Fun [2.7]

ASE.pngMagic at play.jpg

There’s often two ways you can take a serious or annoying situation; either run with it and try to have fun while you can, or more likely get mad over it all and life as a whole for being unfair.

While it’s not the political thing to do; getting mad can also be fun in its own way, of course. That feeling is called catharsis, although some people take it to the point of schadenfreude, just because that can feel even better at times, as well.

Which path will Hannah take in her political odyssey?

Events unfold including but not limited to:

The true power of Edith’s bad juju being considered,

Suggestively phallic symbols turn out to look actually phallic after all,

And Hannah gets caught being naughty in public!

Mother and Daughter, part 8

"Miracles do happen, then?" Janet asked, making Ellie roll her eyes as she walked into the kitchen, her fluffy pink dressing gown wrapped around her to shield her from the morning autumn air.

"So I'm excited about today," Ellie shrugged. "Sue me. And besides, it's not like I shouldn't be eager to get back to college- it's not like my summer holidays have been anything to write home about."

More than a working Girl

.More than a Working Girl

written by Dauphin
I wanted to help my dad so much, and it was fun! Why do people not understand this
"Dauphin writes another sentimental story, where good intentions are punished" Diana
"The boy in the story can teach us all a lot!" Dauphin

Use it or lose it

I think the title does a fairly good job summarising the story. Caution, this story does contain sexual scenes.

A further note: this micro mini story was posted by itself instead of in a double-short story collection at the request of a reader. I'm not sure I'll break up the double-short story collections into their own postings but let me know what you all think. I will at least post the story titles in the summary for each entry.

Please enjoy this one.

“Thumping Hearts, Broken Hearts, Hearts United"

Having your best friend die is rather unsettling, especially if it quite literally is in your arms.

Mary and I had been talking in the office when she suddenly had a massive heart attack, uttered a few confused words about me and heart and then collapsed. I caught her but before I, or anyone else, could do anything it was too late.

She was a great loss not only to me personally and for her family, her husband Pablo, sixteen year old José Maria and fourteen year old Cory. The publishing company we worked for, “Descartes Publications”, was just as badly hit. Mary had been the “handler” for one of our most profitable authors and she had kept the contacts with the anonymous author very close to her chest. As it turned out she was the only one in the company that knew the true identity of “Corazón Tenderheart” (or as on the books Corazón Tender❤), bestselling author of “Thumping ❤❤, Broken ❤❤, ❤❤United” series of books. In my opinion the soppiest, most braindead romantic drivel ever written, or at least published.

Coming out from undercover - Part 9 -Finale

Mary and I spent three days talking about everything to do with us. One sticking point was her son and another possibly bigger one was her parents. How they’d accept me was a big unknown. She had her doubts that they would accept me and it was fairly obvious that she was being torn apart internally over the subject. She talked very little about it but I could tell that it might tear us apart. How that would affect me was concerning but I knew that… well, what would happen, would.

We also discussed our futures. I had the job offer from Sir Richard but there was still the issue of Mary/Caitlin’s future and where were would be based.

Just Let Me Do Your Hair…Part 7: Deception!

Jenna's Instagram account of Sam has been gaining steam, and people are starting to realize Sam might be the real Sammi_Jaclyn32. How can he go about stopping possible suspicions?

Super Fangirl

The pale green nightlight casts a dim light on the pitch-black room. Sweat cold and chest heaving from nightmares. Sitting up, I held my head, wiping the sweat. My chest is heavier than usual. Did torso day enlarge my pecks? I shook my head. The nightmare still burned in my memory. The dream with disgusting pink and ugly femininity trembled my soul. I shoved the perverted dream back, out of my mind and filled it with Tom Brady.

Wandering Princess

Days turn to weeks, weeks turn to months, and months turn to years. Five years is how long a young girl laying in her comfy bed had been wandering. Five years since her parents murdered and her home and nation burned and annexed like a forgotten child’s toy. The memories were vivid, the smell of smoke and ash, of iron and blood. The bodies laying candidly in their beds. The shrieks and cries of her siblings and the hooves of the horses.