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 (55/0)
World in Tatters Ch. 22
I decided to take a bit of a nap while we wait for sunset, since I didn’t get to sleep last night. Luckily, since the storm passed, the midday air is cool and comfortable. I pick out a spot in the shade of a large oak away from the others and plant myself against the trunk. I look up, taking in the cloudy azure sky before drifting off to sleep.
By Kevin Barkman3 months ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 21
Once Bertrand is out of sight, I cross the clearing and head off to find Alice. She didn’t go too far. I find her sitting against the trunk of a large tree uprooted by last night’s storm. Looks like she’s been crying, but she’s stopped now. She pulls her knees up to her chest, resting her chin atop.
By Kevin Barkman3 months ago in Fiction
World in Tatter Ch. 19
The storm raged most of the night, not letting up until the wee hours of the morning. Not long after we got to this place, I dozed off, but I couldn’t sleep for long. A couple hours at most. I woke up shivering on the floor, clothes still completely soaked through. However, when I come to, I realize Alice is no longer by my side.
By Kevin Barkman4 months ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 18
Once Corina and Isabella get the clinic’s gear packed back up, George shows us all out through the back door into the garden. Clouds drift high overhead, covering the midday sun. The air has cooled significantly, which likely means rain is coming soon. That’s good for us. It means the roads won’t be as busy, and it gives us a good excuse to hide our faces. When it rains, people tend to keep to themselves, only paying attention to their own problems. Plus, the cool afternoon air is a nice break from the oppressive heat we’ve had recently.
By Kevin Barkman4 months ago in Fiction
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 Barkman4 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 Barkman4 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 Barkman5 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 Barkman5 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 Barkman5 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 Barkman5 months ago in Fiction
- Top Story - November 2023