************************* It was beautiful. Before him was an unbelievable creation, made by hands with the gentlest touch. It's visage was so flawless with features so defined and yet so delicate, displaying some emotion of sorrow. Every curve was perfect. And lifeless. Dark brown flitted over the ice sculpture, painted lips in a taut frown. So beautiful,...
My name is Dan Morton. I am single and a junior partner in a large CPA firm in San Diego, where I have worked since graduating from college two years ago. I live in a neat condo complex close to the beach, with a nice exercise room and pool. The exercise room is important to me because I'm into body building -- not extreme stuff - just good muscle tone. Mo...
*.:Carved by Angels:.* A curse to the cold weather. Dark brows twitched in annoyance as snowflakes continued to sprinkle down from the fairly clear, night sky above. If its snowing there should be more clouds... Sajery hiked up his light beige coat, loosening the black scarf that was wrapped around his neck to ease his temper. Someone brushed past Sajery j...
Can a demon love? Was love the feeling that he was feeling for Steven? If this is what people have always been talking about he could understand their need for it. It was wonderful. The feel of Steve's hard body against his. The strength behind the gentle exterior. The weight of his chest on his as they kissed passionately. The feel of his rough hands on his...
The boy had no real name. He was the tanner's get, below even the whore's runts, responsible for soaking the hides in urine. The tanner called the child "Boy," long after the boy had left childhood behind. The town was large enough that most forgot to which tannery the young man belonged; everyone called him "the tanner's boy" for so long that it became his...
*************************** The skating rink was empty, devoid of the laughing people, the smells of steamed chocolate, and the music that once tightened his heart with fond memories. Snowflakes were falling from above just as it had been a long five years ago. Five years... Brown lowered in an attempt to keep tears in, save him from further degradation of...
Horns and sirens echoed outside, the city full of life, drama, problems. Hating the fact that so many people out there were alive and laughing, enjoying the Friday night while Chay wasn't. Oh hell... I thought I was done with tears... Weary, swollen eyelids protested as his dark, tormented eyes filled with tears again. The salty crystalline droplets soaked...
*Hey y'all. It was nice to have a break with no dangling story threads to worry about. This story was one I had cooking for the Halloween story contest, but it took me a few extra months to finish it. For anyone who has read my 'Bottom Tier' stories, this is more of that format. This story, as it stands alone, is a complete story with a beginning, a middle...
Charok I felt the summons, and braced myself to shift worlds. I'd been summoned before. I knew the drill. The dark sorcerer would have a sacrifice waiting for me, to allow me to regain the strength I had lost during the trip through the Void. If I accepted either servitude to the sorcerer or whatever task the sorcerer wanted me to perform, I would get to dr...
"Are you Mark?" "Yes," Mark said, startled. He turned his head toward the gruff, menacing voice. He had fully stripped down in the locker room when the big black stud entered. The young man turned and looked at the black brute. Neither spoke further. The black bull, wearing only athletic shorts, showing off a magnificently muscled body, walked to Mark, wra...