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StoryThree Mile Drove, Chapter Two brian cross013 years 3 weeks ago
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StoryThe Scarlet Web, Chapter two brian cross013 years 3 weeks ago
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StoryThe Scarlet Web, Prologue brian cross013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryStormfly - Chapter Two brian cross013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryStormfly - prologue and Chapter One brian cross013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryJudge Jolly brian cross113 years 3 weeks ago
StoryUntilThe Sea Subsides brian cross217 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Essence (Part three of three) brian cross217 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Essence - Part one brian cross317 years 6 months ago

My stories

The Scarlet Web, Chapter One

"SEXUAL ASSAULT CHARGE FAILS - ATTACKER GOES FREE A thirty year old Norwich man was today acquitted at Norwich Crown Court of sexually molesting a teenage girl from the city, who cannot be named. Irregularities in the pocket book of the arresting officer, {it is believed that some of the notes were overwritten} have led to the case being dismissed by the judge, Justice Barrington-Willson Q.C." Case dismissed because of an irrelevancy. Another bastard off the hook. It made her blood boil.

The Scarlet Web, Prologue

Shadows shimmered around the subway walls like dying flames from a candle as she hurried into the faltering light. The other end of the underpass was scarecely visible and seemed a quarter mile away, though she knew it could be no more than a hundred metres. She'd known there was somebody behind her because she could hear the rat-tat-tat of footsteps on stone as she'd headed down the ramp...

A Barrel Of Rum

The heat had been building up all morning and my tiny room in the inn's attic was stifling; I felt I was breathing in soup. I headed downstairs needing air but outside it was almost as still and stale, just a flutter of a breeze...

Stormfly - Chapter Two

"You creep," those words smashed into my chest with the force of a blacksmith's blow. Was that what she really thought of me?

Stormfly - prologue and Chapter One

PROLOGUE I suppose it began with the summer of '63. Annie, Tom and me; three fourteen year olds deep in the Suffolk countryside, having a picnic in a clearing surrounded by knee high corn swaying in a humid breeze. In the distance the whirr of my uncle's combine, pale sunlight reflecting from its green sides.

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