Once I got there, I walked up the front path to Roy's house. It was the biggest house in town, a total mansion. I rang the doorbell, and Roy opened the door with a smug look on his face. He was wearing the same clothes as the day before, minus the football pads. "Come on in, fag. We have the place to ourselves, since my parents are gone for a couple weeks,"...
"Are you sure it's safe to be going out this late, Dr Dunstan?" The concern in the voice stopped the man who turned and faced his Housekeeper. Verena had been nursemaid and nanny in his childhood and now the matronly, grey-haired woman kept his house. He smiled reassuringly at her. "If I cannot be back by dark, I will keep well away from danger," he replie...
The next evening at exactly seven the pledges were assembled in the main room on the first floor of the house. Since Craig and I had not taken our official council oath we decided that it would be inappropriate to use the council room. Colin and the third incoming council member Daniel Sellers were the only other full brother in attendance. I did not know Da...
Hey everyone!!! Sorry for not posting for a long time. I meant to write a lot more but my bosses decided that overtime is actually a good thing. First of all, I need to say thank you to Drenkara for helping straighten out what I wanted to do with this story. It's too bad that life had to get busy before I finished, but thank you for your help. Next, thank...
I stopped going to play tennis on Saturday mornings. Instead I went to the compound on Sathorn Road, where the host and one of the men living with him, the black captain, had a private tennis court. The host didn't play; he'd sit there by the court, under an umbrella, sipping his martinis and watching the black captain and me play. They had other men living...
Small towns are all the same. Racists, cows, and that one weird racist guy who sleeps with the cows. Personally, I just wanted to leave my town. My name is Carter, and this is how I went from promising high school student with a bright future, to a strung out slut, desperate for sex. I'm white, about 6 feet tall, and I'm built like a swimmer. That is, fairly...
Emile watched them from the shadows in the pale moonlight. He had driven the limo slowly and sedately up St. Charles Street in New Orleans' fashionable Garden District, past majestic Second Empire Victorian houses. He looked for addresses as he glided down the tree-lined street in the dark of the night and eventually found the one he sought. Following the de...
hey here is the third chapter i am working on the fourth right now as i type- bear with me. i am also almost finished with the third chapter of the vampire alastair so you know fingers crossed you guys like it!!! love kailab (Disclaimer: all stories are fictional and entirely my own works) Now I would like just take a minute to inform you that stupidity is...
How long was I out, Tyler? "Long enough." T has moved to the center of the room, of a room; it is not mine. I want to follow after him. There is a major problem with that idea. I am more or less securely tied to the bed. More because there are ties at every limb, neck, and bending point. Less because some of these ties are on retractable cables, probably u...
Note from the author: I'm happy to bring you another chapter of The Fallen! I have so much planned for our pair. Please bare with me! I do have another short story coming soon. Thanks to a fan I'll be starting paranormal short stories of different varieties! Any other comments, suggestions, or requests feel free to message me! Thank you and please enjoy!...