The summer began and quickly became a 'party summer.' I was crashing at my friend's beach house for two whole months of drinking, girls and weed. From the start, I had been drinking. I had already killed more rum than I would ever admit to. The beach hous...
The sailor’s eyes fluttered open and he found his senses assaulted by a cacophony of sex sounds. His momentary disorientation was chased away by the hedonistic scenes about him; he was inside a wooden hut, his body surrounded by a circle of approximately...
The weak light of dawn streamed in from a small opening in the thatched roof and danced golden streaks across the soft, dried grasses that padded the floor of a small beach side hut. The warm rays danced their heated caress over the sailor’s spent body. T...
The roiling sky was rent by a wicked, forked lance of white-hot lightning as the full fury of the storm slammed into the merchant vessel, Abundant Horizons. Across its rain-slicked deck scurried harried, valiant men, near exhaustion as they battled to kee...
Zee walked into the bar like she owned it. Like she owned it and wanted to burn it down. She strode over to the pretty, green-eyed bartender without acknowledging the five men gawking at her."Where is she?" Zee demanded."You know, if you gave me your cell...
Deep within your salty depths, I troll my net in hopes to catch, And fetch such scale as non compare, I prep my bait, for mermaid fair.A lingering line, gleaming wet, My dancing jig, a drag well set, Your mouth to lure, your eyes to cure, I sink well deep...
The wet rocks shimmer with an ethereal glow, basking in the pale light of the moon and stars, and bathed in the rhythmic waves of the contented sea. With bare, calloused feet, a man strides across the slickened stones, skipping through the small, dancing...
Author's Note: This is part of my Cala de Sirena series. This story occurs between Cala de Sirena and Return to Cala de Sirena, for those who might question the time line, though I wrote it after the two mentioned. Thank you all for reading & returning to...
It was the hottest day of the summer and all I kept thinking about was my favorite beach. I found this spot three days ago. After working outside all day servicing air conditioners, I decided to stop there for a refreshing dip in the cool water. It is l...
This is the story about when I found out I was a witch. This happened on my eighteenth birthday. Lots of interesting things happened all around me. I'll go into all the events that happened. My name is Agatha and I just turned eighteen years old. I recent...
Chapter Nineteen Alluna gaped at the beautiful dark winged angel at the foot of the long table. The end of a thick, golden braid had slid over his waist to rest at his hip as he bent over in a reverent bow. More wisps of gold curled around his face. His s...
My name is Adam Wright, Seaman 1st Class on the merchant ship Hamilton from the small port town of Costa da Caparica, Portugal. My story may sound like the imaginations of a man who has spent much too much time at sea, but I swear to the heavens above it...
The weekend was longer for Don than any other before. He moped around the cabin, hurt by the angry words his sister had said to him. Monday morning he rode into work and did his normal duties with a heavy heart. Afterward, he wandered into the bar to find...
*Author Note-This is the follow-up to Cala de Sirena so if you haven't read it, please use the link at the bottom and read it first as many of the characters are first introduced there, as is much of the background needed to better understand this one.* J...
