Series
189 Raptus Interruptus
Gavin discovered the quintessential pathos for his documentary--his MFA degree thesis: the Viviano family. Dominick, the father, eschatology devotee, had done research his whole life and knew the exact date of the Rapture, when he, his family, and all God's faithful would be taken up to Heaven, leaving the rest of humanity to face seven years of the Tribulation.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
The Bag - A New Game
He let out a roar. The door should stop Ella but she'd torn it apart! And now she was through it, running. He was tempted to pursue her Himself for the hunt. But there were better, more painful ways. Time to ramp it up! He'd been playing with her up until now, dangling the string, watching her reach for it, like teasing a kitten and now, He needed her to know who controlled her and always would.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
I have a photoshoot tomorrow. Can you recommend me some colors and outfit options that will look good on camera?
Colors: Solid Colors: Opt for solid colors instead of busy patterns. They help keep the focus on you. Bold, Vibrant Colors: Colors like royal blue, emerald green, and rich reds photograph well.
By ODS ACADEMY2 years ago in Fiction
2026 - The War of the Americas
Author's preface: Parts 1 and 2 of this story can be found here and here. Sylvia was an intellectual and athletic prodigy. She had skipped high school and gone straight to college at age 14, graduating at age 18 with honors. In addition to her academic prowess Sylvia excelled in athletics competing at a high level in track and diving and winning a Georgia state women's championship in archery. After graduation, she went on to law school and medical school although she finished neither, instead opting to pursue her passion for laboratory research and animals, quickly completing a Ph.D. in veterinary science and animal health. Since then she had become a 2nd degree black belt in Krav Maga, the fighting style pioneered by the Israeli secret police, and one of the most dangerous forms of martial arts on the planet. She was just as deadly with weapons as her hands, and, in addition to her archery skills was a near Olympic level marksmen with the rifle, handgun, and the weapon she favored most, the crossbow. Her shooting skills were not all that surprising as she had grown up in the backwoods of Georgia and was shooting and hunting since almost before she could walk. She was also proficient or expert level with a variety of stabbing and stick based weapons. In his mind Dom pictured her as a cross between Linda Hamilton from the Terminator movies and Mad Max. Since they had moved to Mexico the association with Linda Hamilton in T2 had grown. In short, she was exactly the type of woman you wanted around for the post apocalypse, and their current predicament had him thinking along those lines.
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Fiction
Cinematic Extravaganza: Must-Watch Movies of July , 2024. AI-Generated.
Top 10 Must-See Movies on July , 2024 As summer kicks into full gear, movie lovers are in for a treat with a slew of highly anticipated releases hitting theaters. Whether you're a fan of action-packed blockbusters, heartwarming dramas, or mind-bending sci-fi, this July 5th has something for everyone. Here are the top 10 movies you should consider watching on this date.
By Spiridon Matei2 years ago in Fiction
Mr and Mrs Das
Notes: The Story belongs to the same universe as the following: Long Stories: Dragonfly: The Devil’s Deception* Ladybug: A Mother’s Redemption Scorpio: A Quest Against Deception (c) Triplicate: A Devil in Disguise (Part 1)* Triplicate: A Devil in Disguise (Part 2)* Hummingbird: Illusion of Shadows The White Sparrow: A Pursuit for Justice The Supreme GroundBreakers - A Battle Against the Invisible Enemy (Part 1)* The Supreme GroundBreakers - A Battle Against the Invisible Enemy (Part 2)*
By Apurba Deb2 years ago in Fiction
Destiny Whispers P2
This follows "Destiny Whispers P1" Edith continued through the streets of Avonar heading towards the tall and imposing walls that encircled the city. She found her way there easily, she had enjoyed coming up to the walls as a child to look over the city and out towards the golden fields of wheat that filled the countryside.
By Tomos Jackson2 years ago in Fiction
2026 - The War of the Americas
Part I of this series can be found here. "Fuck Dom, that's Tijuana alright, and San Ysidro crossing has been totally fucking destroyed. How could we have not heard anything? or seen anything?" Dom considered the question briefly before responding "Don't know babe, my guess is must have been a cruise missile strike likely from a sea based destroyer off of San Diego. If it had been an airstrike surely we would have heard the jets." That was a question for another day, right now a more pressing concern was on Dom's mind, and he guessed Sylvia would have the exact same immediate concern. "How do you think Mexico is going to react baby?" Dom asked already knowing the answer, but hoping she might surprise him. "Not well Dom, not fucking well." Within minutes she was proven correct as breaking news coming from multiple sources indicated that Mexico had declared it was now officially at war with the United States having been attacked without provocation. That news was troublesome to say the least but what came next, was a thing they did not expect, but perhaps should have, and it caused the fear level in them both to rise to new levels. Mexico had declared all US citizens living in Mexico enemy combatants and ordered their immediate arrest and detention. Immigration records had already been pulled, both Dom and Sylvia were registered as temporary residents of Mexico, and national guard and regular military had already been deployed to the addresses on file to begin rounding up Americans. "Fuck babe. We need to act now. They could be here to arrest us at any minute."
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Fiction
2026 - The War of the Americas
When Sylvia saw the look of distress etched across the narrow lines of her husbands face as he turned from his phone to gaze up at her, she immediately knew the next words to come out of his mouth were not going to be good. "Shit babe, I can't believe it. I can't fucking believe it. That son of a bitch, actually fucking did it, fuck, fuck, fuck. We are screwed here Syl, Trump just bombed Tijuana." Sylvia's heart dropped in her chest. It took her a few seconds to process what she had heard, stunned was the understatement of the century. "Shit Dom, are you sure? Are you certain? What's the source? Maybe it's a mistake, or propaganda?" "It's no mistake hon I have video footage right here. I am looking at it right now." Dom, spoke more gently now after hearing the fear in his wife's voice. He was scared too, very scared, but when Sylvia got scared, he got terrified, because it took a lot to shake her, and this news clearly had. He beckoned her over to sit beside him, and she moved quickly to his side putting one arm around his neck and over his shoulder using him like a swing to maneuver herself into her seat next to him. The warmth and love between them was evident in that moment revealed in the comfortableness of their physical interactions even in such highly stressful circumstances. She stared at the screen of the phone Dom had placed between them and saw smoke clouds rising above the border wall near San Ysidro crossing, the largest and busiest land border crossing in the world connecting the countries of Mexico and the United States just south of San Diego, California. Formerly largest, given what had just happened, Dom thought to himself. Additional footage showed the remains of the crossing itself which had been reduced to rubble and ash along both the Mexican and US sides of the border. The screams of the dead and dying could be heard above the wail of sirens. Mercifully, the strike must have happened in the middle of the night, probably between 2am and 4am local time. That was when the San Ysdiro crossing was slowest, but slow for a place like San Ysdiro still meant potentially hundreds to thousands of border crossers both on foot and by car, not to mention the hundreds of US and Mexican border agents working both sides of the crossing. What about the US CBP agents? she wondered. Had they been tipped off about the strike and evacuated? Likely that would have sent alarm bells ringing along the Mexican side so sadly she guessed, correctly it turned out, that they had not been informed, and instead had been deemed acceptable losses for the greater good. President Trump would call them war heroes for their sacrifice, but a sacrifice made without any choice, is no sacrifice at all she thought. It would also later be revealed that Trump had wanted to strike at the height of rush hour to maximize the impact, but had been talked out of it by his Generals who wisely counseled that the loss of innocent American lives would be so high it might lead to mass defections among the troops and possible insurrection in the military itself. Fortunately, Sylvia knew nothing of this at the time, and, as upset as she was by those thoughts, she also knew that the loss of a few hundred border patrol agents could be nothing more than an footnote in a war that might cost tens, or hundreds of thousands or even millions of lives should things spiral out of control.
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Fiction
