On the run Stories

I felt a rib give out with a violent crack as she forced herself down atop me. I found myself wondering how many times I was going to end up in this situation. Another harsh landing shot pain throughout my body, and I wondered if this would be last time I would be in any situation. I’ve never cared much for orcs. They always seem to rub me the wrong way, and this marked the second time in my life my ribs were getting crus...

Her thumb was out, but it wasn't the first thing Warren noticed. Had there been any other traffic besides his BMW on the tree-lined state highway, her figure would have stopped it. Honeyed hair, the same hue as the endless scorched road surface upon which he'd been travelling, tumbled down her back and brushed the exposed strip of midriff below the loose hem of her white vest top. Stunning. And that was before his gaze ve...