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Please click one of the links below to enter the RingSurf Viewer. JOIN RING NOWMusician's Story - short stories by Rob HopcottThe job was too good to be true - and I was hooked!
'Become a wandering minstrel. Use your musical skills and bring live music accompaniments to amateur musicians in their own homes. You must be willing to travel and sometimes to work away from home'.
Retribution - a very short story from Rob Hopcott's storiesThe alley stretched ahead of me like an endless corridor from drowsy evening to silent night. No longer alive with children's cries and mothers chatter, in the gloom, fear stalked its dusty way and it slumbered alone.
It was this fear that had drawn me here. Fear that the assailant would strike again. Fear that another mangled body would be found. Fear that another family would take the long hearse led journey to the local cemetery with its green willows and red berried rowan trees to scatter the ashes of yet another loved one.
Too Close To Be Near - short love story by Amir SaleemLong time ago, in a country far away, lived a princess, who loved to stroll on red dry leaves. In an autumn evening, while the sun was setting down, she, along with her fading shadow, would enjoy listening to the crackling of leaves under her tender feet. In the yellowish sunlight her face glittered like a diamond, her eyes shone like dewdrops, her lips bloomed like petals and her hair waved like a bucket of flowers swinging in the hands of a pretty little girl.
She would hum for a few moments ...
The House - short story of love by Amir SaleemThey were unloading the truck. Big muddy wheels had already compressed many of the tulips and the bricks falling heavily on them were crushing the rest. For the chrysanthemums another truck was on the way.
It was a beautiful place just in front of my house, full of trees and lush green grass floating on the ground, with tulips dancing in the cool breeze. But today a big ugly machine crushed them under its black feet. They were going to build a house. A big, new house with high walls standing at the place where tall trees were standing now.
She stopped for a few moments beside one of the eucalyptus trees
Unwelcome Paradise - thriller novella by Rob HopcottRod deposited the offending jeans and three socks on the floor of his bedroom where they belonged, found the stolen computer's power button and switched it on.
'Property of St Mike's, funded by parents appeal' said the label.
"Suckers!" he grunted, contentedly, and logged onto the Internet.
Breaking-in had been easy and, by the time the school alarms sounded, he was back in his green minivan half way down the road with the computer equipment safely secreted in the back.
Now, safely in his bedroom, surfing, his thumb and forefinger found a puss filled spot on his cheek. When it started bleeding, he casually wiped his finger on a handy crumpled shirt - and then dumped it on the floor with the others. His scrubby red hair was spiked in clumps, uncombed and unwashed for several days but that was OK too.
Kingfisher Blue - Free online humorous love adventure thriller novel / novella by Rob HopcottShe walked into Smokey's Bar like the breeze that sometimes caresses your face on a gray day. Her fair, nearly blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail with two wisps hanging down by each eye. The bustle of the bar absorbed her into its midst and I lost track of her until she surfaced by the gamblers.
They were a group of men who visited lunchtimes who liked telling tales of their successes and forgetting their losses in the beer. Their appreciation of local female talent was shared and bonded with approving winks. She got the treatment in spades. Her denim jeans, slightly frayed at the ankle, rose forever to meet smoothly curved hips and her red tightly stretched cotton shirt hugged her body like they wanted to.
Temptations - a tale with a twist by Rob Hopcott 'How unfaithful is your partner?
Alice frowned as the advert in Homemaker Weekly grabbed her attention. Self consciously she patted her tightly curled fair hair then seated her diminutive figure primly at the kitchen table of her three bedroom semi-detached - and read on.
Love ___ A Thousand Miles Close by Amir SaleemI am sorry I can't introduce myself right now, because I am running.
The sun has not set yet but it is dark. There are dark clouds all over the sky and they are filling the air with water. It seems as if today they are going to cry all of their tears away. I am trying to run as fast as I can but the rain is faster than me. So far it hasn't let me win. The wind and rain are trying to stop me but I am not going to let them do that. The wind is firing the rain drops like bullets on my face but nothing is going to stop me today because today I have to reach for a place, I have to reach for my life ...
Da Capo - a love story by Rob Hopcott It's the long silences that are hardest to bear.
Yet when sounds come: a burst of bird song; the rain on the roof; the wind through the eaves, I envy their melodies and rhythms. They remind me of the past when I too had the power of sound and could lift hearts, raise spirits and move people to tears. Each time my memories are stirred, the silence below becomes more oppressive.
Blooding of Amelia-Rose - online free romance novel / novellaAmelia-Rose struggled to hang the wedding dress on the line. The water-soaked material was heavy and she felt the sadness in her heart well up as she gently pegged it up to dry naturally in the balmy air. Memories were revived with each peg - good memories at first but then many bad ones. Soon they began to overwhelm her so she tried to make the thoughts go away by imagining them hanging up and being refreshed by the healing morning breeze.
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