Andy walked through the dark December drizzle feeling unusually sorry for himself. He was proud of his ability to remain upbeat and cheerful in times of adversity, but he hated the darkness and cold. Experiencing both together because his poor memory had let him down saw him wishing things were different. With just milk and bread to buy, Andy hoped he could be in and out of the shop quickly, although Saturday evenings wer...

Samantha heard herself gasping out loud. If she read a good story on the erotic website she used, this was not unusual, but today, it was astonishment, rather than arousal, that had caused her to fill her bedroom with sound. Samantha's chosen story had been submitted by someone whose screen name was unfamiliar, but she had decided to see if they wrote in the style she enjoyed. Samantha liked erotic tales that set the scen...

With steady rain falling, Jack was glad to be in the cafe rather than getting soaked. He decided to spin out another coffee and do some writing, something he did often, to keep his mind active. Jack was soon busy with his latest erotic story, creativity being unlike memory, dexterity, and mobility, which had all been affected by his neurological issues. His imagination was still in full working order. Jack concentrated on...

"Writers! Read your sexy short story to me for a chance to win an extraordinary prize!" When Ollie read the flyer posted on the community notice board, he laughed out loud. It was one of the more creative uses he had seen for the local facility. As someone whose imagination often led him to write erotic pieces, Ollie was amused to discover that there was a mischief-maker named Claudia living in his neighborhood. However,...

Josh took the keycard from the hotel receptionist with a rueful smile. He had never once seen himself as a victim, but the absences caused by his brain injury were inconvenient sometimes, to say the least. By the time the world had begun to make sense again, the last train had departed, and Josh needed to find somewhere for the night. The budget hotel was a roof over his head, so it met his needs. These things happened an...

'Text me with your thoughts.' When Paul saw this written on the front of her tee shirt, it brought the first real smile to his face of the day. Seeing a mobile number displayed on the back of it was his kind of humour, too. 'You just made my day,' Paul typed, having no qualms about sending his thanks for cheering him up in a message to the number given. Paul got off the bench he had been sitting on but paused when distrac...

Having been let down by someone who had promised to give him a lift for a part of his journey south through France, Neil's thoughts turned to the question of what to do next, His trip was one he had decided to make for a spot of nostalgia, but the plan to re-create his first steps on his maiden adventure many years ago as a youth had begun rather disappointingly. Seeing a truck with English signage, Neil watched as a woma...

My husband and a group of friends get together every once in a while to play some poker. There is a rotation they have for whose home they play at and last week was our turn to host. I always try to be a good hostess and keep snacks-filled, beer-cold, and liquor-filled. The boys were going to be out with friends that night so just adults there. None of the wives came to these things. The guys never wanted them to come any...

Lady Lucille’s Bar & Grill has been a fixture down on Second Street for many years. Supposedly it was once even closer to the river, but back in the big floods of ’93 it survived only because the owner and patrons got together to sandbag a six foot high flood wall all the way around it. Once the floods went down, the owner picked up the building and moved the bar three blocks– and about twenty feet in elevation– up to wha...

Introduction: Nevermere – A City of Enchanted Evenings In the heart of a world where the extraordinary was not just possible, but enthusiastically encouraged, lay Nevermere, a city that didn’t just embrace the night; it waltzed with it. Here, the moon, a spotlight in the grand theater of the evening, cast a glow that could make the ordinary seem mystical. Street lamps flickered with a light that suggested they knew more t...