The next day, Ryan did get pretty bored waiting outside while Zach tried to escape, but they came up with a new version of the game after lunch. The bad guy would catch both of them, and make one torture him until he revealed the location of some secret plans. In the beginning, nobody actually got hurt. They imagined that a screwdriver was red hot metal and...
This story does not contain any sex, I'm trying to slow down my writing process a little. It will have multiple installments unlike the other two stories. Feel free to comment and suggest changes. I am looking for an editor if anyone is interested. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After the death of four wolves, two being alphas the packs were on high alert. No more kill...
I first met James at a Christmas party my parents were throwing. He was the contractor they had hired to put together the new house they were building as an anniversary gift to each other. It would be a lot bigger than the two stories, three-bedroom house I had grown up in, which meant that there would be plenty of room for either me or my sister if we neede...
Summer is here, and for most young American men, that's a good thing. No school, warm weather, loads of free time, parties, and everything else that comes with total freedom from school and other obligations. The days are getting longer, the wildlife has moved back in to the suburbs, kids are playing outside, and barbeque grills are smoking. It truly is the...
*Author's Note: All characters in this story are over 18 years old. If you are a particularly religious and/or Catholic, I suggest that you do not read this. It involves a nun. Dana, 28, wasn't always a nun. Five years ago, she was engaged to a wonderful man named Jack and working at the local hospital. She often thought about her life before the nunne...
I had just started college at a small university in the Midwest. I had known for several years now that I was attracted to guys as well as girls, but I had always tended to prefer girls. That was until I met Matt. Matt was a short, thin guy with dark hair. He had a beautiful smile, and an infectious laugh. He lived down the hall from me in our dorm with his...
Brad and Kevin spent until Thanksgiving barely speaking. The night after midterms was a distant memory and the tension between the two of them was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Brad kept wondering what he had done wrong and Kevin was so scared of being hurt he had withdrawn himself from everyone, including Brad. Most people went home for Thanksgivi...
Hey, there. My name is Christopher Jean Marteaux. Friends call me C.J. for short. A tall, broad-shouldered and buff young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I attend Northeastern University on a student-athlete scholarship. I'm one of the best Soccer players in the NCAA Division One, if I'm not being too forward. Right...
~*~Side A~*~ My name is Christian. Most of the people I know call me Chris. Although my mom calls me Christian Edward Matthews whenever she's mad. I don't really like my middle name all that much, but of course, I never tell her that. Currently, I'm 19 years old and in my senior year in high school. I started a bit late into school so I'm older than most by...
WARNING AND NOTICES: This is a work of fiction. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Do not read if you are underage according to the laws in the country, state/province, county, city/town/village or township where you live. Copyright © 2008 Debra Diane; Permissi...