Michael cursed as he walked quickly down the side of the interstate trying to put some distance between himself and the Ford Escort he’d “borrowed” to get home. If the wrong person saw him it was all over. He really…
The Nephilim Chapter 7
Michael let the silence hang for a while he did his own survey on the man before him. When it became obvious Apollyon wasn’t going to volunteer anything he decided to plunge forward as if his assertion was true. “Okay,…
The Nephilim Chapter 6
Michael and Ashley were sitting in one of the commercial cafe’s on campus. It was only the second day of classes that Ashley had missed since entering college. The cafe was run by an outside contractor not the school. It…
The Nephilim: Chapter 5
Michael did well at school without much effort and it often left him bored. He felt different than the other kids, but hadn’t learned who he really was yet, or how truly different he was. He kept his own counsel…
The Nephilim: Chapter 4
Lisa sat on the side of the bed, holding Jim’s right hand in her lap, with both of her hands. She fidgeted and played with his hand, pulling his fingers randomly and watching the results. Jim studied her as if…
The Nephilim: Chapter 3
Jim came back to reality slowly. Like a whale rising up from the ocean depths after a long, deep, dive. His eyes were fully open and his jaw slack, as he was breathing through his mouth. His face hurt and…
The Nephilim Chapter 2
Lisa pulled into the The Shangri-La’s parking lot. It was a severely misnamed motor inn that had taken over a failed Holiday Inn, by the town’s single off-ramp from the expressway. The original sign was still there with the big,…
The Nephilim Chapter 1
If your god has cheated you of light, Come to me, the devil say. If your god does not allow your animal passions, Come to me, the devil say. If your god does not shield you, Come to me, the…
Introduction: The Nephilim
This an Inside the Story and the Writer adventure. You will be able to comment on the story as it’s published and if you make a staggering point, you might change the story, because I will be reading the comments…