"Who knows? Not me. We never lost control." -- Kurt Cobain, from David Bowie I noticed the young doctor the moment he cautiously opened the kitchen door with his worn canvas duffel bag hanging over his slumped right shoulder. His eyes looked bright but tired. The best word I could use to describe him would be complex, or maybe distant, as if he was a bit...
Thanks everyone for your comments. I didn't know people would miss Noah so much until I got caught up writing the new series. I got a flurry of messages demanding to know what we're up to. I'll be a little better about updating this one. :) +++ [Now that it's raining more than ever Know that we'll still have each other You can stand under my umbrella] +...
Ryan gave a bone-weary yawn and, for the umpteenth time in just a couple of minutes, rechecked his ponytail was still secure as he adjusted his cap. Tony, owner of the small fast-food cafe/take-away, would be furious to know that at 1.30 a.m. he was alone in the shop. Ryan had already decided to start cleaning up and closing down. Sometimes the place could b...
Silver 3: The Monster Inside Pelaam: June 2007. * The twin suns blazed their heat on the figures reclining on soft silvery sand. A cloth canopy had been set up for those whose skins were in danger of burning easily and needed the shade. A powerful male, with eyes as blue as the cloud free sky and hair the colour of both sun-baked and sea-kissed sand, smil...
Readers: Warning. This story takes a definite turn away from happy. Read at your own risk. * I woke up the following morning before my alarm clock went off feeling well rested. I shouldn't have been surprised really. The Fine Arts Presentation ended before nine, and Jesse's mother wanted him to go directly home. Without any opportunity to be alone, especi...
This is my first attempt at a story, and includes some of my favourite fantasies, as well as some elements of my previous experiences. Would love to hear any feedback, good or bad, especially if you're a Daddy, and like this story, maybe we can get together and make our own. Enjoy! * I had been going to the local YMCA after work for about a week now, I wa...
Pelaam© June 2009. 2 : Tiger, Tiger Misha drifted into awareness, woken not by a sound but a delectable sensation. Butterfly kisses fluttered along his chest. Without opening his eyes, he reached out and stroked his fingers through long, silken hair. He growled deep in his throat when the kisses trailed lower, down his jaw, his collarbone to one of his ni...
Chapter 1 The sun sets on the flat, peaceful wadi of the Azawagh plain. There are no trees or mountains, hills or sand dunes in this part of the world, and navigation by day is ill-advised. The hot dry winds rolling over the beautiful flesh-colored sand flats cause my dark blue tent to billow lazily, carrying away the slender coils of smoke from my cooking...
Aquata Cove Epilogue 1 "We have to stun it! Keep it from reaching the others!" Savarna orders. A few hunters swim swiftly around the ravenous Relic Rockfish -- an ancient species of fish that are due to sleep for decades at a time, and become full of rage and blood thirsty when awoken from an outside source. "If we cannot lull it, we must drain it of its...
Author's Foreword. For all the fans and readers who have asked for part two, here it is.....finally! Thank you all for following Kenny's saga, and your interest in my stories. And this IS a STORY, containing characters with emotions and feelings. If you only want to read the sex, there isn't any at the start, - so you might as well skip forward............