[If you get confused by all the minor characters, you can find a complete list of the characters by clicking on WittePiet, then on the Biography tab and scrolling down to the bottom of the page.] Chapter Fifty: Two telephone conversations between Sandro and Dom (1) D: Hi Sandro, please can you give me your mother's E-mail address, and I will send her a le...
Yorkshire, England, Late Summer, 1890 I felt the sting on my thigh and looked up to see that William had ridden up beside me and struck at me with his riding crop. I turned and twisted in the saddle and when he struck me again it was on the chest. Laughing, I gave my own horse the lash and its head and we were riding over the pastureland of Falconcroft, the...
So it was pointed out to me in the last chapter that I seemed to have made a mistake in which one to post, and it ended up posting the last few pages of the chapter before it. This is the correct chapter and instead of making you all wait for the finished product (This has actually been finished for years, I just have taken forever and a half to upload it) I...
Apologies that this chapter took a little longer than expected. Real life got in the way and I didn't want to rush the story just for the sake of speed. There's a lot of ground to cover so it's another extra long addition this time. There was more planned for this chapter, but length prevented it so I will be extending the series yet again, now to a planned...
Mark Bartel relaxed on the sofa, soaking up the warmth of the fire. He smiled, his gaze resting on his dog Chip. The big English spaniel was sprawled on the rug, sound asleep. "We had quite a day didn't we buddy?" Mark murmured softly, "Lots of fresh air, exercise and a hot hunk who could thaw a glacier in the middle of winter." Mark snorted softly, knowin...
A lengthy intro to the relationship of David and Luke. For those of you with less patience or care into character build up, jump straight to page three or even wait until Chapter one pops up. This story is not meant to be an erotic tale, but rather a story of sweet romance starting to build between two sweethearts. ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::...
"Yes, Mrs. Randall. He is in good hands here. No, I don't advise air travel for at least 48 hours..." I lay back on the couch and closed my eyes, preparing myself to talk with my wife again. The pain in my head was seeping back in my skull and I felt nauseous again. I focused on my breathing and felt my heart slowing back down. Deep breaths. Calm. I fell as...
For two weeks, Jacob tried to see Riley but couldn't manage it. Riley didn't avoid Jacob's phone calls, answered them starting the morning after he left the apartment. He refused, however, to discuss anything that didn't have to do with the Baxter murder case. As soon as Jacob began to apologize, Riley cut him off and asked if there was anything new to do wi...
Billie's Sore Ass: Sexual Fraternity Hazing [Readers, be assured all events take place between men who are 18 and older. There are no minors or Appalachian miners depicted here. Most are college guys who range from 18 to 32 years old. A few older men do appear towards the end of the story to add a mature balance. All characters in this story are based on re...
Sometimes love gets help in the strangest ways ~~~~> Author's Note: I did something a little different with this story. Please consider each double: * * * as a character point of view change, and each single: * * * * * as my typical time shift alert. I hope you enjoy my little tale for the Valentine's Day Contest. As always, much love to all of you. JKD ~...