Kevin Barkman
Bio
Somehow, my most popular story is smut. I don't usually write smut. I did it once, and look what happened. Ugh.
Anyway, Hope you enjoy my work. I do pour my heart, soul, sweat and tears into it.
PS: Please read more than my smut story.I beg
Stories (62/0)
World in Tatters Ch. 17
As it turns out, Rowena was right. As soon as I lay down on the couch, the stress of the last few days really hits me. I crash pretty hard. I’m not even sure how long I’ve slept, but by the time I wake up it’s daylight, and my entire body aches from sleeping on the couch. As I slowly sit up, joints popping, I open my eyes to the piercingly bright sunbeams shooting through the living room windows and a delightful smell coming from the kitchen.
By Kevin Barkman6 months ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch 16
George runs off up the stairs while Alice and I get Mateo into the house. We take him to the dining room and hoist him up onto the table. In the glowing light of the gas lamps, this is the first time we’ve been able to get a good look at the wound in his leg.
By Kevin Barkman6 months ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 15
After we get our hostages secured with the others, Charlie and I head over to the warehouse to assist our teammates. By the time we get there, though, Corina’s squad has most of the warehouse cleared out. Isabella and Mateo are out at the dock loading the supplies into a wagon. Alice is getting a horse hooked up to pull us out of here.
By Kevin Barkman6 months ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 14
We meet up at the safe house as planned about an hour before dark. It’s going to take some time to get into position for the op. CP is expecting Philip’s signal in about two hours, right after they relieve the previous guard detail. For now, though, it’s time for us to gear up.
By Kevin Barkman7 months ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch.13
It took me a little longer than I hoped to make it back to Corina’s camp. I decided it wise to take the long way around, just in case. It must have been around midnight before I finally walked into the old library to find Corina and Alice talking in the corner. Alice looks upset. She sits against the wall, her leg bouncing from nerves, but she doesn’t see me coming just yet. My guess is that she has been like that for a while.
By Kevin Barkman7 months ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Chapter 12
I take my time walking back to Alexandre’s inn. Skirting the main roads but staying close enough to keep my bearings. If nothing else, it gives me time to think. The last week has been all over the place for me. On the one hand, I’ve been able to reconnect with Alice, who I haven’t gotten to see since my family left Atlanta six years ago. But on the other hand, someone likely high up in the Atlanta government put a pretty hefty bounty on me and my family. We still don’t know why. We still don’t know who. Hell, I don’t even know if we’re doing the right things to find out.
By Kevin Barkman7 months ago in Fiction
- Top Story - November 2023
World in Tatters Ch. 10
We spent the next hour or so dishing out soup to dozens of the ill-fated. I call it soup, but there wasn’t much substance to it, just broth with few shreds of chicken and an occasional noodle. It wasn’t much, but for some of these people, it might be what keeps them alive for a few more days.
By Kevin Barkman7 months ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 9
Once we leave Philip’s bar, I pull Alice down a nearby alleyway. “Are you really sure about Philip?” “Everything I told you in there is true. Philip has a complicated past, but every single one of the jobs I’ve worked with him, have been to help people. He helps get goods to people who can’t afford them. Goods that the Praetor keeps hoarded inside the walls. There are people here who rely on his help.”
By Kevin Barkman7 months ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 7
The walk back into the tent city was tense to say the least. I didn’t want Alice in the city with me. I needed her to be safe. She’s been through too much in the last few years, I don’t think I could forgive myself if my nosing around endangered the life she seems to have built here with Bertrand, such as it is. Or worse, dragged her into this mess that I find myself in now. She’s too important to me. But the decision had been made for me, and once Alice made up her mind, there was no changing it.
By Kevin Barkman8 months ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 6
Dinner went as you might expect. Old friends catching up, telling stories of our travels. Even Chris joined in the festivities somewhat. Well, not joined in exactly, but he did stay close, laughing at jokes and seeming to enjoy the food. He did avoid eye contact with Rachel, though. Which is understandable, considering that she stared daggers at him most of the night.
By Kevin Barkman8 months ago in Fiction