Emma rests her head on her arm and watches the clouds drift by. Many days have passed at the estate since her father brought her here, to spend some time with her cousin Audrey. They had played together when they were very young amidst the poplars and the weeping willows. Life was far more exciting in those earlier days. Now each day passes languidly into th...
The ideas I put to Will were ones I had mediated on hard. The arrival of my new love, Jess, had not meant that my initial love, Svetlana, the woman from Rus who had arrived in the Seraglio with me and the Circassians, was out of the picture. The Sultan loved her gorgeous figure, and her personality was far more pleasing than that of her rivals. But she had...
So here I am, naked, in the bathroom, holding it. How the fuck did I get here? I don't properly recall. Can I back out now? Do I want to? My heart is beating so fast, I swear it is going to come through my chest. I turn it over in my hands, feeling the material. It feels so alien to me. How can that be? She'll be back soon. I make up my mind and hastily r...
Humans tried so hard and for so long to reach the stars, but were doomed to fail. Until the alien tribes came. Each alien race gifted the humans with a new Gene-Line, providing them with new powers and physical capabilities. And though the aliens soon vanished, travelling to distant fields, the humans spread far and wide. Using the power of their new Lines,...
On the bright side, there were no protruding sticks or sharp rocks underneath the moist layer of mud that Ameline tripped into. On the other hand, what was beneath the mud...was more mud. Muck splattered all over Ameline's tank top and shorts, and she could feel it splash underneath her layer of clothing as well. The arm that tried to catch her as she fell...
Part 2 It had been unseasonably warm during the weeks Debbie and I had been together back in the UK, but the heat that washed over us as we climbed from the air-conditioned 737 on the runway at Nice was almost overwhelming. "ETA on clothing departure is about ninety minutes," Debbie assured me. "You might have got that wrong by about eighty-nine," I said,...
We were at a cafe in Paris. Paris, TX. She was wearing a vibrant yellow sundress as if she were in the original Paris. I was in light faded denim cut off shorts and a white thick strapped tank top. It was a million degrees. Any temperature in three digits might as well be a million. Not too hot for humans to live, but it feels like it when the sun starts b...
Darla was lying on her bed, bored out of her mind but unable to do anything. It was too hot to concentrate on reading or embroidery, and so going to do anything in the kitchen was certainly out of the question. She was at least glad that Miss Juliet had allowed her to wear a short, loose nightie today, so that she'd be less hot than if she had to wear anythi...
I'd like to thank my editor, thewordsmith2590. Her unusual preoccupation with Carmen's underpants is a tad unsettling, but she is generous with both her time and talent, for which I will be eternally grateful. *** The sun had reached its midmorning height, fingers of light stabbing through the canopy of broad green leaves. The small group's progress had be...
Griffin lay naked on the floor in a small room in Basement Two in his father's warehouse; the only thing covering his body was Cream, rubbed all over him. The lights were dim, though Griff saw bright, flashing colourful lights and walls that seemed to be moving in waves. "Don't worry, Griff," Manny said as he pointed his smartphone, set to camera, at his br...