Fiction

Drillmington: The Stars
So, they get the new house and it’s wonderful. More marble than the apartment and wood floors. There’s a place for children to play and even a chandelier. It sits on seventy acres and is the ideal spot for them to rest after grueling tour schedules.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
BARE HUNTER
When I got home, I tried to think of how the Thorazine had gotten into my system. Was Greg spiking my coffee at work? When my place was broken into the other night, did they change pills? No. I would have noticed a differently shaped pill. I couldn’t figure it out—until I opened the fridge and pulled out the new carton of OJ. It had been opened while I was in the hospital. I always screwed the tops on bottles and jars harder than they had to be. The top was just barely tightened. Someone had been spiking my OJ with Thorazine. Why? If they were after me and in my apartment, why not just poison me and get it over with?
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
The Coil
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Sue and I met when we were at university. She’s now a renowned professor who’s been published in many esteemed journals. I dropped out and am a renowned screw up who has debts with many esteemed credit card companies.
By Alix 2 years ago in Chapters
BARE HUNTER
SORRY- CHAPTER 23 The morning charge nurse entered the room to unplug the monitors and release me from the maze of wires and tubes. She handed me a post-operative instruction sheet with Dr. Carpenter’s phone number and address, reminding me I had a follow-up appointment with him in a week. She told me I could shower before leaving if I kept my catheter arm dry.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
BARE HUNTER
“Hey, what does a fellow have to do around here to take a shit?” I asked a male aide. “I’ll pass you a bedpan unless you think you can make it to the bathroom,” he replied.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
BARE HUNTER
Greg had come by for a visit and was telling me about his relationship with Captain Howard, when he was interrupted by the charge nurse returning with the information I asked for, “Mr. Bronsky, sorry to interrupt your visit. There is no Dr. Porter on our staff in any position. Can you tell me why you asked?”
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
Caught
Chapter 14: Dinner Talk? There she was just looking absolutely breathtaking. She wore a simple dark blue dress, with a small slight for her slightly tan legs to walk through. It was strapless and did have a small sparkle about it. Her auburn hair was slightly curled and she wore very light makeup. She definitely stood out and I was just blown away.
By Michelle Hill2 years ago in Chapters
Aftermath
Feeling a sinister grin stretch across my face I placed my hand over her eyes to see what happened. Colonel Armstrong gave her his key to unleash Nightmare otherwise known to the rest of us as 'the thing from pit'. They argued about what to do with the breakout happening. Armstrong eventually slapped Aunt Patty to the floor, she barely got a look at him as he left out a secret door not even she knew about. Few seconds passed then Ed came into the room to corner her.
By Lucy Torralba2 years ago in Chapters
BARE HUNTER
I was not feeling comfortable with the Psychologist the hospital had sent to see me. I wanted him to leave, but I was in no position to make demands.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
RESET
The story starts with Danielle visiting her grandfather at his house. He knowing, his time is limited, gifts her a cherished family ring, a token of good luck passed down through generations. Little did she know, this ring would become her lifeline.
By Mithila Rosy2 years ago in Chapters
BARE HUNTER
I had woken up in the hospital. They told me my heart had stopped, and while in the Cardiac Care unit, the doctor put two stents in my heart to clear several blockages. They were more concerned with the drugs they found in my blood system than the condition of my heart.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
BARE HUNTER
Sitting in a police cruiser in front of Sharon's house, I thought about our wonderful evening the night before. The sharing, the laughter, the hopefulness of it all. I should have stayed. I should have stayed. Why did I leave? I puked my OJ and cookies onto the floor of the cruiser, and my head began to swim. Not Sharon. Not Sharon. She didn’t deserve to be hurt by anyone. I prayed her ex-husband hadn’t found her after all these years. All I could do was tell them anything I could in hopes that the information I shared would help them find her husband, Lloyd. Why didn’t I stay last night? I should have stayed.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters