Carpe diem - Book 1 Prologue -- Annabelle's story Sept-Iles is a mining community in the North of Quebec. Because of its relative isolation, it's a tight-knit community where friendships, once formed, are a strong long lasting bond. Angéline Taylor loved her five boys dearly. Last of a long line of farmers' wives, she knew the value of having extra hands...
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I climbed the steps to Colleen's apartment with some trepidation. Which was ridiculous, when you think about it. Why should I be nervous? I've been up and down these stairs a thousand times. Colleen and I have been best friends since junior high school. Better than best friends; more like sisters. In fact, some of the girls on our high school basketball team...
Author's Note: I've had quite a few requests to continue this story... so here is the sequel to Best Christmas Present Ever featuring the characters of Amy and Laurel and what happened after the conference... All characters and events are fictional. Of course this story includes sexually explicit material and is intended for adults, so if you are not at le...
Authors notes; Hi again. Between rounds of fixing our house I was able to pull a few all nighters and get some writing done. Again, the only editing done, was accomplished by my loving wife. Knowing that more house work is coming, I'm posting it as is. If ther are mistakes, I'm sorry, but it wouldn't be able to post them otherwise. Please remember this is...
I set my alarm for 4:15 to make sure I was ready for action at 5:00AM to run with Cynthia. Unfortunately, the raging headache and nausea beat my alarm to the punch at 3:17AM. My body purged, and I drank as much water as I could hold down. I took some extra strength Tylenol, I'd had in my purse since 2015. By 4:30 I was feeling human and willing to give this...
What is reality? What is fiction? Isn't all writing ultimately autobiographical? At least, shouldn't good writing seem that way? In the end, does it matter as long as it's a good story? My wife and I made love this morning, and afterward she brought me a cup of coffee in bed. (Have I ever mentioned that she is wonderful?) While we snuggled together,...
This was my first story. As your comments suggested, it sure could use some editing. So with lots of that editing, I consolidated the separate chapters into one novella (21000 plus words) to make it more readable for you, dear reader... A second part is on the way. Chapter 1 Friends Don't Eat Friends In the dark...so hungry, again! By the ornate column...
DISCLAIMER There really IS a Premont, Texas, and you can find it if you follow the directions in this story. There is also an old, abandoned elementary school in Premont, on Rte 281 that looks pretty much as I described it. To my knowledge, however, the school is not haunted, nor was a young girl murdered there. Any resemblance of actual businesses or pers...
Penelope Josephson sat shivering on the bus which was to take her the three hundred miles from her home town to the city where she was to start work as a cadet accounts clerk- Officer she corrected herself- Accounts Officer and hopefully start on her journey in adult life. It was the biggest thing she had ever done in her life and she was terrified. It wasn...