I was re-reading Tuck, and when the bit with the blood oath and the therapist came up my mind got to wondering what might happen if a different sort of patient needed one.

My mind kept nagging and this is the result.

Writers block, life in general as well as a lack of a muse has contributed to the sharp drop of stories. I hope that this story meets with those expectations that many who like my stories have had in the past; hopefully it will transport them into a place and time that they will remember fondly. Thank you, Anon Allsop

Let it Rain
By Anon Allsop

A shrill whistle woke the young woman. She raised her head up from the crook of her arm and took in her surroundings. The first thin light of dawn was breaking the horizon, golden rays of sunshine creating a strange glow within the car. The gentle rocking and steady rhythmic clacking of the train reminded her of where she was.

OK, here we are again; except this time, I get to declaim!This is fiction, any similarities to any persons, places, thoughts, craziness or any other such things are purely coincidental; once again thanks to Erin for the remarkable restraint in putting up with what amounts to a crazy drunk banging on your front door, spouting half understood gibberish.

Drustina returns to find Cws in turmoil after the Vikings have been destroyed but Gisela stupidly escaped Drustina's protection only to be abused by the Saxon villagers after being re-captured.

Drustina finally gets to Winchester to warn the Saxon king but she finds the king pre-occupied with religious matters and the Saxons woefully unprepared.

The Angel Gabrielle


As you might imagine, the rest of the week was a real drag – let me rephrase that, it wasn't that the week was any worse than usual, rather the weekend seemed to take forever to arrive. With no race this weekend my training schedule was less intensive so the highlight, if you can call it that was Friday's Gardetanz practice.

She of the Jade Skirt

by

Sleethr & Draflow

We live in a world where emotions can lift people from their sorrows as easily as drown them within. They cause you to strive for something better or hold you back, wielding control both unmeasurable and unmistakable. But what if, for some, emotions held a tangible power, if they could use the emotions of the world for their own benefit? What is the chance that someone would abuse that gift?

um Sorry for being such a bitch, things sort of piled up on me. There will be more not sure when I have to make sure the code that people order gets written first then worry about my fun writing.

Goddess Bess you All

The Faithful, North African and Middle Eastern Islamic nations, are plotting to seize the oil resources of the Middle East. By controlling the earth's oil and its major trade routes, they plan to bring the world to its knees. Then, when the entire world is kneeling, the Faithful of Allah will read to them from the Koran, preaching the message of Islam, the True Faith. The Faithful will stop at nothing to achieve their goal. But how far will they go? And how many lives will it cost?

Secrets

By Susan Heywood

John finds the body of a neighbour who has been murdered. The police detective assigned to the case deduces that John hides a secret - but the detective has secrets of her own.

The Wish

“Okay Genie. I want to be an All-American, I want to be on the field at the Rose Bowl game.” Carl said.

“Done!”

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T he Platinum Chef: A Tale of Delacroix

Ch. 1

By Sydney Moya

©2013

Chapter Seven

To find oneself a lost soul.
By Ib12us

Game of the Year

By:LightofFury

Synopsis: Matt helped make the next game of the year. Unfortunately, thanks to the ire of a new villain, his life becomes a little too similar to the game.

The elderly lady took her own sweet time before responding to my statement.

“Well, yes, that is true – however, if I hadn’t brought the bottles of wine here in the first place then they couldn’t have been placed into the chiller twelve hours ago.”

Olivia jogged over and hugged Maggie as she stopped. “Hey, glad you made it.”

“Thanks.” Tracy said, hugging her back.

Editing by Djkauf

A look in on Tracy, Brooke and their mothers in L.A, Yvette and her family, and another look into the story on the Hallmark's side. And introducing Lewis and Nancy Horton, Molly's parents.

My Friend, the Witch Doctor

“Ooo,” I feel so strange.
“Eee,” I'm getting dizzy.
“Ah, ah, ah!” Something must be happening.
“Ting, tang.” Now, I can’t stop--the song is singing itself!
“Walla, walla,” and I’m shrinking.
“Bing, bang!” What just happened? It felt like something disappeared.

Lead Shoes-17

Chapter 17

I put the van into drive and well pull out of the single lane alley going slow and keeping and eye out. Will’s little sister was put into foster care since he couldn’t take care of her and Mom’s been trying to get her in with us instead of the place that she was in but with Will’s problems and Mine and my record with stuff that happened to me back home and Mom’s records there’s been several snags.

There’s apparently some cow in CPS that doesn’t think Mom should be my guardian or Will’s since she must be at fault for supporting me or some bullshit like that. Truth is we only heard that from a friend of a friend of Mom’s and CPS is being all tight lipped and just saying that Mom’s request in still under review.

If it is true it must really gall the cow that I’m of an age here in Canada that she doesn’t have a whole lot to say on the matter.