Content warning: this story contains moderately intense BDSM themes. +++++ I'm a schedule-oriented kind of person. I just don't feel comfortable unless I have a list of things to do in my head in the mornings. For the last five months the routine has been the same during the week. At 5:00 AM, I'll wake up, eat breakfast, and head over to my local gym...
I woke up the next day still feeling the butterflies from his kiss. God, I wanted him. I wanted him bad. Such a deadly mix of sweet, innocent, hot and humble. I just couldn't see how a man like him served in the army. As a captain most of all. He was just so... sweet. And hot. And I was hopelessly falling for a man whose only man on man experience was kissin...
I stood in front of Evan's house, watching as my Uber ride zoomed down the driveway, getting smaller as he disappeared. Diverting my attention to my watch, I noted that it was only half past six, meaning that I was still thirty minutes early. Mr. Trevorrow and I had traded messages the last couple of days, filling me in on all the details that I needed to...
Sorry dear readers that we took so long with this chapter, I take full blame. Baby has done an amazing job; her writing just gets better every day. I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I did. ~Jezebel875 Hope you enjoy the chapter, it took a while to write but here it is! Happy reading. And Merry Christmas. Baby789 * "I love you," Chad murmure...
By Sadie Rose Bermingham & Bellora Quinn © 2007/8 CHAPTER SEVEN EVERYTHING HAS A PRICE Welcome all to Chapter Seven in the dark and deadly tale of Vampires and cruel Blood Lust in sinful San Francisco. Our story is a little over half-way home now, many thanks to our readers for their patience and tolerance. What I have come to think of as the...
Author's Note: Many thanks and undying gratitude to Nelle1022 for proofreading, editing, providing invaluable feedback, and in general, putting up with my crap. ***** Sitting at the bar at my favorite watering hole on a Friday night, I was nursing the last of my drink and attempting to indulge in a little self-pity, but the argument going on at the table...
By late afternoon on Sunday Ben worried he'd pushed Dean too far, he hadn't heard anything from him. He, himself, was having a hard time processing exactly what happened before dinner the night before. He thought about how Dean had stalked him the second he was in the door, sure Dean liked him, too. They had some excellent chemistry, he'd never come so hard...
Chapter Two – LIVE AT THE FALCON A WORD FROM YOUR AUTHOR: "A warning to those who regularly read these evil, perverted stories. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SHAMELESS HETEROSEXUAL NAUGHTINESS. If such behaviour offends or revolts you, please skip most of the last page. To the rest of you happy degenerates, enjoy!" xx. Sadie THE MORNING AFTER: Rayne needed to sl...
Renny was dead quiet while Richard spoke. They had been at the restaurant for hours but no one had made a move to ask them to leave. Renny figured the obscenely large tip Richard had sitting on the table had something to do with it. Even the flirtatious little flammer that was serving them, that Richard barely acknowledged, kept people at bay and dutifully k...
*All the usual rules apply. No part of this story may be taken or reused without the author's permission. Because I Say So!!* "Seven o'clock!" Rayne Wilde protested, in the face of Ant's frantic questions and Daniel Leland's silent, implacable disapproval. "You said I had to be back by seven and I 'am'! For Christ's sake, I dunno why you don't just lock me...