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“Are we sure this is where we need to be?” “Yes. Remember what we discussed. Not a foot out of place.” “Please… I don’t want any trouble.” “Should’ve thought of that earlier, bitch. Now we can either do this the easy way or the hard way, your choice.” Abruptly, Central Park was lit up by a bolt of lightning, followed quickly by a rumble of thunder. The assailant, a thin, black-haired man in what ...
The Choice By DKC http://www.superwomenmania.com/storybank Carol tried to explain to Pandora again about her finances. It drove Carol crazy that a girl like Pandora could be so wealthy and so stupid at the same time. It was no secret who Pandora was and the fact that she had the biggest tits in the state had everything to do with her success. Even Carol couldn't help but stare at Pandora's ...
--------------------------------------------- WRITTEN FOR SGI WORKSHOP 1.12 --------------------------------------------- Author's Note: This story is kinda of a "MarkNew's Super One Meets NBC's Chuck" and an homage (note the title) to MarkNew's Super One. Special thanks to MarkNew for the inspiration as well as some keen editting and idea exchanging during the drafting of this. Also to note ...
The Cleavers Daughter By Dru It was proof that just because you were dating the Chief of Polices only daughter, that didnt mean you had any special protection. As Danny picked himself and looked at the backs of his attackers as they strode away, he wiped the blood off his lip and whispered a feeble curse. Just like Bob had said, there was nothing he could do but pay up. Your money, dickface. You ...
The Comicomancer By HikerAngel Author’s Note: Thanks to Woody, Garth, Rjjt, Oogber, and Njae for the feedback and editing assistance. Also, I hope I don’t offend anyone with the tongue-in-cheek nature of Todd and Mandy’s conversations. While it’s meant to poke a little fun at all of us (myself included) that enjoy reading and/or writing this genre, it is intended merely as lighthearted fun… :) ...
The Den by Anon It was low vaulted den with the ceiling and pillars made dark by years upon years of smoke, and the floor covered with dried blood and filth. The smell of it was like a slap in the face. The renegades and rascals of five nations and three people were drinking, smoking and gambling in the uncertain light of pine torches, when she appeared on the door. It wasn't just her gender – ...
Author’s Note: This story is based on a series of chapters I wrote for a writing.com interactive story (take a guess which one!) extended and modified. It was originally written largely for my own amusement and enjoyment, which is why the end result is so FMG heavy and something of a self insert fanfic. However, since even an unoriginal and rambling finished story is still better than an ...
"Up in the sky,look!" "It's a bird!" "It's a plane!" "It's Superwoman!" "Faster than a speeding bullet! More powerful than a locomotive! Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound! This amazing stranger from the planet Krypton! The Woman of Steel: Superwoman! Posessing remarkable physical strength, Superwoman fights a never ending battle for truth and justice! Disguised as a mild mannered ...
Art by Autodi This is the story of a normal 10 year old in a small rural town in Louisiana. Well, from an outsider's point of view, you would think he was a normal boy; short, light brown hair, green eyes filled with innocence and curiosity, someone who likes to play all day long in the street with his friends. However, this one, which we will call Steve Summers, was one of those one-of-a-kind ...
THE ENFORCER PART 1 A heavy mist blurred the glare of the streetlights on Roeshard Avenue. Cars drove by with windshield wipers swiping back and forth. The sound of tires on wet pavement was unavoidable. People talking on their smartphones. People talking amongst one another. Roeshard Avenue was the home of redbrick businesses, broken windows and cracked pavement alleyways. A laundromat sat next ...