"I can understand you wanting to get away to complete the problem scenes in the second act, but to such a remote place? Do they even have cell service in—what did you say its name was—Oyster, Virginia? It sounds like a dump. Or a pile of rubbish. I have visions of an oyster shell pile on a deserted scrub beach. Everything washed out in soft, weak pastels; ev...
"Oh my fucking God! All this time I thought you were fucking that little assistant of yours but... holy fuck." She murmured then started laughing uncontrollably. "The joke's on me huh?" She observed Thomas' dumbfounded expression and completely lost it again in a fit of laughter. "Oh, you thought I didn't know you were screwing around didn't you?" She first...
Autumn was closing in; the nights were getting cooler although the days were still warm. I had come into town to meet with a new client, a farm supply business that had been in the same family for three generations. The current owner had told me that the business was a mess. That was severely understating the problem. As I came out of the business's doorwa...
Hello, friends. I would like to welcome you to this new journey of Miguel as "Wild flower" hits you once again. It's been really long and I apologize because my PC had a problem and couldn't do anything. But now I am officially back and I will be updating regularly. Thank you so much for you rates because now "Destined Hearts, chapter 6" is now 5th on the t...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Miguel Powers aka Wild Flower aka Iron Rose. Now, dive into a tale that have got us all hooked. Miguel is a beautiful and wealth young man whose quest for revenge and justice makes worlds collide and hearts shatter. But can he fight for love and for justice at the same time? Find out as "Iron Rose" Continues. Beau...
**Author's Note** I apologize to my readers and followers. I know it's been a long time coming. After the Lit police rejected Chapter 31, I was at a loss, as it completely destroyed my story line as I had planned it, and I fell into a severe 'writers block.' I finally settled down a couple weeks ago, threw out the original Ch 31 and started on this—The fin...
This is the state I was in anyway, when I had to get on the plane to come home, not feeling too sad to be doing so, remembering all of this, the whole trip, but those moments of nakedness and sex, at the beach, in the house, the three of us naked and aroused, going to bed together, too tired to sleep, tangled up in each other, laying, sitting, rolling over,...
When the war ended and we were all shipped home, I wound up disembarking in New York. By that time I was pretty much aware that I wouldn't be going home to the farm town in Nebraska that I'd been drafted out of. I can't say that the war changed me, what it did was just make me more me. At home I'd spent nights praying for god to change me, after 4 years of s...
Dedicated to my great proof-reader with thanks. * The sound reverberated through his mind, the cold sweat breaking out almost immediately and Gray cried out involuntarily as he shot up in his bed. "Oh, God." He ran his hands through his dirty blond hair, his breath coming in gasps as he tried, unsuccessfully, to get himself back under control. It didn't...
"UNBUTTON YOUR SHIRT AND OPEN YOUR SLACKS, YOU LITTLE WORM!!" she screamed in my ear. I stood there stunned; frozen in place. I couldn't believe the abrupt change in Mrs. Nelson's demeanor. The normally sweet, good-natured woman had never made even the slightest derogatory comment to me, and she certainly never raised her voice when she reprimanded me for...