Hihihi! Finally up~ Enjoy lovies. Leave feedback please~ *~*~* Chapter One December I'm cute. Everyone calls me cute or adorable . With my wide and innocent looking eyes, my height at 5'3(though I'm twenty one), my almost-white blonde, past shoulder length hair, my creamy and slightly pale skin tone, the fact that I look so small and delicate (fuck,...
But never mind all that! I hate that I am writing my own set of rules for the supernatural species, but I can't help it. Enjoy the show XOXO *** Fenris stared at the man in his sleeping bag. He was short, maybe 5'8". He had short curly black hair and though his eyes were closed, Fenris could remember the dark brown pools that shone from within. He was fai...
Paulo was sweating when he placed the listening piece of the telephone back in its cradle. He mopped his brow and loosened the cravat that now seemed to be choking him. He rose and moved to the window wall of his office that looked down into the assembly line factory floor where his firm, what very soon would be his firm, made the sleekest of horseless carri...
"Go on, take them all. I know you want them." Damon Wentworth was standing there in that skimpy bathing suit plastered to his groin, showing which side he dressed on, and had the platter of crab Rangoon pastries shoved up under Chris' chin. It hadn't been the crab Rangoon that Chris had had his eyes on as Wentworth came at him on the terrace in back of the...
"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...
A pocket-palladium, the Monde Elegante nightclub was the premier show club in the city. Also one of the oldest. The neighborhood when it was built was a genteel part of town occupied by the comfortably well off. Passing years had changed the demographics and the median income of the area, and the Monde Elegante had deteriorated, too. The building could use a...
Straight Cop Loses Control Gulf Coast Trooper craves the bottom Most folks passing a State Trooper cruiser parked beside a county road will slow down and hope they're not doing anything illegal. If they're in southern Alabama, none suspect what waits inside that patrol car, champing at the bit, restless, growling, eager get out, to go wild. Ever been to G...
Anything to save her from him Life was good. As police chief of the sweetest little town in the country--we used to say Quiquonia had so many "Qu's" in its spelling because it was the quietest little town in the state--I was in charge of a real-world Mayberry. I was the Andy Griffith--Chief of the Quiquonia PD. The only crime in town was the occasional par...
As I look back on my coaching career, I can't help but smile. I have a respectable record of wins and season trophies, a long list of young men trained as sportsmen, and a couple of Most Valuable Teacher awards. I also keep a private list of names and telephone numbers. Men, you see, come in three varieties, and three only: * Curious (wants to try sex with...
Nick continues to deal with his newly acknowledged feelings and desires. There is MFM sex in this chapter but I have chosen to leave it in the Gay Male category. It continues Chap 1 of "Summer of Firsts Re-Imagined". Thanks, as always, to LarryInSeattle for his editing assistance. If I managed to insert a post-edit error please let me know. I don't bot...