CHAPTER 103
I woke up yet again with an arm pinning me to the bed and a full bladder, and heard Kirsty copy me to the downstairs toilet as I found bliss upstairs. She joined me a few minutes later as I worked the kettle in the kitchen. I got a hug.

Galactic Marshal III
by
Hilltopper

CHAPTER 11

I awoke to find Tinker leaning over me.

“Tinker, I see you found me.”

“Found you? Who are you?”

CHAPTER 101
That was a surprise. Four words, there, that give only a hint of the feeling I had of the floor dropping away from me. There was a whole world of implications in that one word, and I was instructed specifically not to raise it with Den.

Continuing Release 2
By Kerry Brown

Part 2 - What man about the house?

CHAPTER 100
Eric took as much time off as he could, because the problem with cut feet is that there is no way to walk on them without flexing and opening the scars.

“Stop that.” my wife said “why do you have to look in every mirror we pass?”

“Looking for someone who's never there.” I thought to myself. “Why does it bother you so that I do it.” I asked. “You know why I'm looking. You know what I'm looking for.” She did not reply. We walked along in silence.

“It seems silly” she said “'What you are looking for is not going to be there. You aren't going to change into a woman walking down the mall. Wearing panties is about as far as you are going to get. Did you see that dress in the window?”

KOLCHAK: THE NYLON STALKER.
(Based upon characters created by Jeff Rice. )
By Way Zim.

NOT TO PRAISE BUT TO BURY HIM.

The Crescent Crusader
Chapter 1

By Bethany Starr
Thanks to Lilith Langtree for all her help editing and improving this work. This story wouldn't be anywhere near as good as it is now without her help!

All rights to the characters belong to Marvel Comics.

The hot Indian sun beat down on my head as I crawled through the dessert.

KOLCHAK: THE NYLON STALKER.
(Based upon characters created by Jeff Rice. )
By Way Zim.

ADONIS ADRIFT.

Aug 10th, 2005.

KOLCHAK: THE NYLON STALKER.
(Based upon characters created by Jeff Rice. )
By Way Zim.

June 18th, 2005.
Cleveland, Ohio.

Continuing Release

By Kerry Brown

Galactic Marshal III
by
Hilltopper

CHAPTER 10

It had been 3 days since we had left Prowhiness. Neither Jonnie nor the aliens had made contact with us. I was now officially worried sick. When Karen came into the galley for breakfast, I confronted her.

“We have got to go back to Prowhiness. I feel that Jonnie’s in trouble.”

Healing Mishap -17-
By LanzaQ

He whirled around quickly catching Lanzerus' mace before it met with the back of his head. “I have analyzed every strike, every pose and every little nuance of you. I have been watching from the very beginning when you first walked into my families general shop and told me to come with you or lose out on something great.”

 
As our plane touched down at HongQiao airport in Shanghai I looked out of the window. It was early May and the weather was grey and miserable and visibility was poor. I remember thinking ‘A typical grey day in UK’. It put me in mind of the mists and fogs we used to encounter years ago in UK.

CHAPTER 94
And so Spring passed through, and our Summer came, and with it Merry, who came over for a weekend with Arwel and Alice.

Galactic Marshal III
by
Hilltopper

CHAPTER 9

“Gina, you are female and you have always been female. I will not speak of it again.”

Tinker immediately left the room. I turned to Bell.

“What goes on here?”

I don't know what is was that night but I decided to read the advertisements in Craig's List. After the messy, painful divorce from my ex-wife I have not been looking for someone.

CHAPTER 92
The next morning was the usual post-party nightmare of half-eaten food and filthy glasses, not to mention a mild hangover. The Woodruffs had stayed over, and the girls, but everyone else had made their way home by cab or shanks’ pony. There were things to do, and fortunately there were young people to kick out of their sleeping bag who could be made to do it. I don’t think I look terrifying in a pair of fluffy pink slippers and a terry dressing gown, but I did my best.

Between One Step and the Next, Part 2

Sam almost dropped the teacup.

“I .. I was WHAT?”

Between One Step and the Next, Part 1

Sam Wells sat on a bench and tried not to cry. He had just come from a frustrating meeting with a government agency and was debating in his head what he should do next. Months of underemployment had left him on the edge of losing his home, but nobody seemed able to help him.

CHAPTER 90
We had to wind down in the end, and separate, with fierce hugs and promises to be home more often, and that word suddenly rang true to me. Home had become a simple concept: wherever I was with Eric, that was my home. Our house in Surrey, a tent at Shrewsbury, they were all I had believed I needed.

CHAPTER 89
Arwel was steering the male conversation around to the relative merits of bass and tenor balance in male voice choirs, and I half expected him to give a demonstration, but that would have been frivolity. Man’s voice was made for giving praise to the Arglwydd.