two men get their wishes granted while watching a tv show story by sorcerer

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 28

That was indeed a bombshell, and it took me a while to work out what was going on.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 27

And so it went, week by week, as my life went on. Real life, that is, in two senses. Firstly, this was my real life, at last, as the work re-birthday card had declared. Secondly, real life is not like a cliffhanger film plot, or cheap novel.

GALACTIC MARSHAL
by
Hilltopper

THE FINAL CHAPTER

Deity Arms–Bridget
by Barbie Lee (© 2001)

Set in The Professor’s Deity Arms universe, a businessman, ruined and disgraced by his partner and by his lover, is rescued from suicide by the mysterious Mr. Logan.
(With an introduction by The Professor.)

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 22

There are dark places here. Bring light with you.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 20

Off with the lycra, on with black cargo pants, heavy boots, white shirt with the badges and the clip-on tie.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 18

The alarm went off at his side of the bed, but it was me that had to turn the bloody thing off properly; he just hit the snooze button.

Past Lives, New Lives

by Desiree Jones

An alternate reality, all characters are fictional, well sort of names are changed of all non family members.

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Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 16

Now, I’ve read the fiction, and I know how it goes. After a three-asterisk ellipsis, I wake up sore in odd places, I spot his mammoth embonpoint, and wake him in a frenzy of lust and….

GALACTIC MARSHAL
by Hilltopper

CHAPTER 15

The pod door swinging open caused me to open my eyes. Linda was smiling down at me.

“Feeling better, Mary?”

I sat up and noticed that my injuries from that beating Karen gave me seemed to have pretty much healed. The pod was a good medical unit.

“Yes, much. Where are we?”

Linda laughed.

“You are not going to believe it. We just landed outside Basteria.”

My eyes opened wide.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 13

A small warm thing had settled in my tent again and I kicked it awake to take its turn at the morning brew duties. I needed to dispose of some second hand beer. It was odd how my attitude to alcohol had changed; I always loved a good ale, but I had been using things like wine boxes as off-switches for my dreams.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 12

I am going to gloss over large parts of the weekend, dear reader, because a succession of descriptions of me shaking my bits to some band you’ve never heard of will leave you, well, leaving me.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 10

The shower block even had hair driers! Kelly and I worked brush and drier on each other in turn and I decided to leave mine loose.

“This is gorgeous, Steph. Don’t you ever cut it off!”

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 9

Someone somewhere was playing a flute in that slippery seductive wail that I think of as Japanese. I waited an aeon for the first groan of my hangover to emerge before realising that I didn’t have one. That was a new experience, and rather a pleasant one. Brendan Behan could never understand teetotallers, he said. Imagine waking up in the morning and realising that was the best you would feel all day. I stretched out in my bag and heard a soft grunt. I had forgotten Kelly.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1
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It’s a ghost day. The time spent in bed half dozing has made little impact on the deep pit of tiredness that would get worse as the first night shift bit, but there was no choice. I get up, shock myself with a shower, and fumble something to eat.

Deity Arms: Taking a Chance on Love
by The Professor (c. 2003)

Jack Murphy was willing to give up almost anything to bring down Tony Capella, but he never imagined what that really meant.

A RELUCTANT SPIRIT: Vengeful Spirit
By Ingrid Halb

My fifth story, in which we meet Larry, a small-minded cubicle dweller bent on payback for every imagined wrong with a particular grudge against his supervisor. Not an unusual character, and one that can be found in many office buildings across the land. But Larry has a certain vessel that can conjure a three-foot tall enabler of wishes. Now what was it that they call payback again?

Espionage!

Fiction by Johnny Cumlately.

A cold war spy plot that went wrong!

Boris was born in Kostroma, an industrial town on the banks of the Volga River, some distance north of Moscow. His father was Russian, a marine engineer, but his mother was English, so he was brought up to be bilingual. His father had been seconded to a British company involved in building a large oil exploration platform and had met and married his mother while there. As a very young lad, Boris had naturally wavy fair hair and was small for his age, so that he was sometimes mistaken for a girl.

Deity Arms: I Call My Sugar Candy
by The Professor (c. 2001)

For Jack Chrysler, meeting a girl like Vickie was like a dream. Would it stay that way though, or would it prove to be a nightmare?

A cottage by the sea.

Fiction by Johnny Cumlately

Is cross dressing hereditary? Is it in the genes? Brian still doesn't know, but a legacy from his aunt changed his life.

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GALACTIC MARSHAL
by Hilltopper

CHAPTER 12

“Now, don’t panic. Karen said that a special event was about to happen and she needs more security right away. She said you could come to the base on the regular transport in two days. As a matter of fact, she wants me to come with you.”

“Uh oh! That means things are happening faster than we thought.