"This is a novel written in collaboration over the past 12 months with the lovely Bellora Quinn, who has written many more delicious tales of the sexy dancer, Xavier and his friends. Her details are on my profile page so go and check her out and give her some feedback if you enjoy this story. And we sincerely hope that you do. "The usual terms apply; copyri...
I flared up a bit. Anyone who looked at me knew I wouldn't need help in getting a seven-and-a-half-foot boxed fake Christmas tree out to my car. I hadn't even thought of buying a tree when I'd come into the Kokomo, Indiana, Lowes. I'd been looking for a new laptop. But there were all those tree ornaments my dad had sent me when he was moving out of his house...
You're never too old to learn something. For example, I learned that, on Lee's scale of one—to the most important thing in the world—spending time with hot men trumped buying furniture for work. A mistake I will never make again. Me being tricked into attending Penn's birthday didn't go over well. Lee threw a fit the only way he knew how, dramatically with a...
+-{Part 8}-+ I don't know why it's still this hot at the end of October, but I don't think I'd ever felt a cold day in this country. The sun was blazing away as I made my way out of my last class for the day. Hiding out in Morocco had put me another week behind in my classes. Ali had fixed it all. I magically got notes for what I'd missed and got ridiculous...
"Are you sure it's safe to be going out this late, Dr Dunstan?" The concern in the voice stopped the man who turned and faced his Housekeeper. Verena had been nursemaid and nanny in his childhood and now the matronly, grey-haired woman kept his house. He smiled reassuringly at her. "If I cannot be back by dark, I will keep well away from danger," he replie...
Author's Note -- Dedication - To JC, with heartfelt thanks. This is YOUR story. You asked me to write it and I did. So, my friend, this is for you. ### Prologue ### A cool stream of air blew across the back of my neck. Seconds later, his lips were close to my ear. "Are you ready?" I didn't answer. "Are you sure you want it?" Was I sure? I mean . . ....
Chapter One There were myths handed down over the years, stories of another time when there were no Derkelyng. Only humans ruled the land, and legend said these humans didn't hide from the night. Theylived and loved without fear. Theyhad organized schools, governments, banks, a written word, and theyowned businesses. Theyeven kept time differently, it was s...
I always knew of the man who lived in the house at the end of the dead end street as the Creeper. His real name was Mr. Manson, and I thought that his first name was Barry or Barney or something like that. The word around the school was that he liked boys, and from the time I was in elementary school, to the time I was a senior in high school, I was warned b...
--Most of the stories told in the 'Rory and Sebastian' series are told from Sebastian Carson's point-of-view, rather than Rory's. The only story that's been told from Rory Masterton's POV so far is chapter 5. Originally, this story was also supposed to be from Sebastian's POV but I found it worked better told from Rory's. I hope you enjoy it. As before, both...
"I really wish I had a camera! The look on Lucas' face was classic! You certainly put him in his place, Cameron!" Zack patted me on the back as he was laughing. "Well, sometimes people need to be knocked down a peg or two." Zack looked at me with an eyebrow raised. "Was that a back handed comment to me?" I laughed. "If the shoe fits, buddy." "Just rem...