Tag Archives: military fiction

Unnamed story… The End…

Posted on December 17, 2013 by pouringmyartout

THE END by Arthur Browne Oh boy. Sleeping on the cold, hard ground again. Well, come on. Wake up. Let’s get the show on the road. Another day, another death. I feel you trying to go back to sleep. Wait … Continue reading →

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Unnamed story… Chapter Six…

Posted on December 17, 2013 by pouringmyartout

The Zeus by Arthur Browne      Stop shaking me. I’m awake. The alarm took care of that. Hey, I’m in a real bed again. It isn’t a big bed. Our eyes popped open. The bed was rocking. Am I … Continue reading →

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Unnamed story… Chapter Five…

Posted on December 16, 2013 by pouringmyartout

The Scanner by Arthur Browne Nice. Waking up in a warm, soft bed. I can’t even remember the last time… oh, hello, somebody is in the bed with me. A warm hand with long nails is caressing my… our… belly. … Continue reading →

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Unnamed story… Chapter Four

Posted on December 16, 2013 by pouringmyartout

VAMPIRE by Arthur Browne What the hell is going on? Open your eyes so I can see. Major Tucker kept his eyes tightly shut. He needed time to gather his thoughts. He had to make his captors think he was … Continue reading →

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Unnamed story… Chapter Two…

Posted on December 14, 2013 by pouringmyartout

Dragonfly Written by Arthur Browne Artwork by Jason Boninger Oh, I just love waking up on the ground with a rock digging into my kidneys. The special forces sergeant rolled over, ignoring the pain of sleeping on a rock, and … Continue reading →

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Unnamed story… Chapter One

Posted on December 13, 2013 by pouringmyartout

Thumper Written by Arthur Browne Artwork by Jason Boninger It’s dark, but I expected that. It is always dark before they open their eyes. I can feel cold metal under his back, and it is vibrating. I hear a familiar, … Continue reading →

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