Almost Fiance' Part 1

By Nina Adams

Chapter 7 Marie's POV

I really wasn't sure what to think about having a young teenager living with me again. I had cleaned out Annalise's possessions including a very full wardrobe, not long after she had passed away. I couldn't bear to look at it all the time, yet, at the same time, I couldn't bring myself to throw it away. It now languished in the attic. That did mean that the room was easy to clean and get ready for another guest.

This is a lot shorter than expected. I hope you enjoy :3

Part Seven

The trio in Tricorne's large apergy flyer looked down upon the dirty, deeply shadowed streets and alleys with sensors and eyes. Meanwhile, Energia flew nearby, using her own senses away from the insulation of the van-sized pod. Several sources had pegged this city as one location where The Black Badge was currently carrying out his operation. Some claimed he was focusing on this specific neighborhood.

Time on My Hands
Chapter 24: 239-240 CE: Moving Right Along

“Feasa, its over,” Fiach called out as she hurried to her hysterical companion. “We’re safe. Try to calm down so I can help you out from beneath your dead attacker.”

Trembling and gasping for breath Feasa managed to stop screaming as she looked at the shadowy shape kneeling by her. The shape sounded like Fiach and seemed similar in size.

“You’re safe,” Fiach soothed. “I’ll shift his body so you can squirm out from beneath him.”

As Fiach shifted the body Feasa felt the weight pinning her lessen. The need to distance herself from the dead man forced her into action. Without too much effort she slithered from beneath the body. Stumbling to her feet in the dim light of night, she was horrified to see Fiach release the body she’d rolled off of her. Glancing to where Fiach had been lying she saw the still body of another man. ‘Greater Jupiter,’ she shivered with wonder. ‘Were there more?’

“I killed five, wounded and captured one,” Fiach replied reaching into her kit to pull out a flint and steel. A lamp was quickly lit and then a torch.

I was never very lucky with my family. My parents, while intellectuals, due to financial problems sank slowly into alcoholism. On top of that I had two older half sisters, both already married, who thought themselves fit to give advice. The eldest, Ruth, actually told me at one point I needed and exorcist.
Being a Rock & Roll roady, into astrology and a transgender woman never sat well with them and even my younger brother, who was a real acid-head, broke contact with me in the end. The only one I got along with reasonably OK was the younger of my two sisters, Bärbel, even though she was married to a professor, who was teaching teachers at university level and was, in my uneducated opinion, a total failure in respect of the eduction of his own child, my nephew Christian.

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and
without.

In this one Another time...to come.

Chapter Two

Big Frank's Office

Author's Note: This is a sequel to my Non-TG Novel, Missing Without A Trace: A Kelly Mitchell Mystery by Charles Schiman.
This is also a non-tg novel. However, I am a male writing the novel first-person as a female. And I created Kelly as the female person I thought I could have become--my alter ego, if you will--had I been born a girl.

The first novel, Missing Without A Trace: A Kelly Mitchell Mystery, is available for purchase online as a Nook Book at the Barnes and Noble Nook Store.

 

Gaby Book 16 - Sweet Sixteen

Whispers

 
 
“You like Yorkshire?” Mum enquired of my BF.
“We don’t have anything like it,” she stated before pushing more batter pudding into her chops.

Chapter 6

Wednesday was a fun day. My run felt great, giving me a nice early morning buzz, then we were off to the salon. Another mani pedi with hair styling and full makeup. Then Jean took me to a designer friend of hers who treated me like her personal barbie doll. After that Mark joined us and we went to the beach.