Josie took the first of two carloads of possessions to her new home. Having an 'upstairs’ was a first for her. All her childhood had been in a top-floor but single-storey council flat in Limehouse.

Ronnie: Consummated (finally!)

--> Recap of “Ronnie: Womanless Beauty Pageant (part 2 of 3)

Ronald/Ronnie had come to terms with her femininity and had left home to attend college and began taking low dose female hormones. She and her titties entered a Womanless Beauty Pagaent and FOUND an Angel. Now she wants to LOSE her virginity. Will her Angel help? (This is part 3 of 3)

Question: “What’s more exciting than being in a Womanless Beauty Pagaent? Losing one’s virginity!”

Chapter 1

I was drying myself after a shower and thinking about today. It wasn’t one that I had expected, as today was the day that I’d say a final goodbye to my Uncle Tom. Well, I say Uncle, but he was more a cousin to me in reality. He had taught me a lot in the time I really knew him and was already missing him terribly. I really wasn’t looking forward to see his coffin carried away. I suppose that I should make things clearer by going back a few years, first.

Author's Note: I turn my attention from the happy neon world of Derby City, back to the cold barren fields of Mud Creek. People are a sum of their experiences. Lucy has had some bad ones. I didn't make this up, this really happened.

Chapter 13 December 25th 1994

Lucy was awake in her bed staring at the ceiling. Her radio alarm clock, a Christmas present from last year, glowed on her nightstand. It was 4:30 AM.

The weeks leading up to the wedding reception was a combination of practicing the songs the bride had requested them to play and doing a few more gigs. Their new assistant booking agent had managed to get them several close gigs, before the wedding. The new outfits from Unique Wear Boutique had arrived and looked extremely good.

Chapter 2

“Wow, this place could use some work,” Tracey said as she walked up to Neal and Rose who were standing near the front door. A faded sign painted in 80s neon declared this to be, “Swankies Fun Center.”

There were 7 cars in the parking lot including the three that Rose, Neal and Tracey arrived in. Rose smiled and pointed towards the door, “Don’t worry guys, this is perfect, it’s the exact vibe we need, and it’s going to be cheap.”

Where the Sunflowers Grow
By
Rebecca Anna Coleman

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Fish House Blue's

The inside of the kitchen reminded of a combat zone. Line cooks were shouting orders at the top of their lungs, waitresses were rushing back and forth from the  dining room area to the kitchen, shouting at the top of their lungs, tempers were running high. It was a circus within a circus. It was your average Friday night at “Delta Pride Catfish House” a modest and rustic little seafood and steak house restaurant my uncle Cliff owned and operated.

Ethan Martin and his mother live a simple life in a small Southern town... with a twist: She makes dresses to pay the bills and he helps out as best he can.
 

Ethan makes a friend.
 

Chapter Seven: Eyes of the World

The broadcast spread faster than fire in dry grass, its signal shimmering with an unplaceable light. For those who watched, a faint scent of moonlit lotus seemed to drift from the screens, and old clocks ticked backward for a breathless instant. The air itself tingled, as if a barrier between worlds had briefly parted—magic leaking into living rooms across the nation.

Chapter 16: A Princess Requests Audience

The seas remained quiet—for now. But beneath that stillness, currents shifted uneasily, carrying the news to every shore and whispering of change to creatures both seen and unseen. In the deep, ancient leviathans stirred, sensing the tremor of power in the water. On distant islands, coastal villages watched the horizon with wary eyes, fishermen praying to old gods for safe passage.

Mad scientist John Crevil and his wife swapped bodies with billionaire Jacob Astoria and his wife, but their plan to cause the Astorias to die in the Crevils’ bodies has gone awry, on top of an extra person getting involved. What else could go wrong?