A deeper look at Betty Nguyen from Risk Vs. Reward. * Author's Note If you have not read Risk Versus Reward, this story will probably hold very little interest for you. It's mostly backstory and is pretty light on sex. It is also fairly long and a bit of an emotional roller coaster, but fear not, if you read Risk Versus Reward, you already know things tur...
Note: This story has a romantic plot and there's quite some build-up before the sex so, heads up! Please feel free to give comments or feedback regarding my writing. Thanks, and I hope you enjoy this one! *** One Here we go, I thought as soon as I saw Hailey Byrne. I had spent the better part of Monday morning waiting for this moment while stuck behind a...
Four Samba stood still as the white woman stepped out of her hut. She was very excited; her fingers kept touching the hard thing that encircled her neck. As every Amazon knew, that was a bulawa – and the woman had given her one! She lay down on her cot and closed her eyes, trying to remember. It had been a long time ago, many years before her grandmother w...
Age Disclaimer: All characters engaging in any sexual acts described in this story are at least eighteen years of age. If it had been anyone else besides Amanda calling to wake Hayley up after two, maybe three hours of sleep and dared to be cheery while Hayley wanted nothing more than to be allowed to be aggressively pissed off at everyone and everythin...
The cab driver wished a happy Thanksgiving when the short raven haired sophomore got out of the car. "You too," the girl said already shivering from the strong winds bringing in cold air from the North. Once she had extended the grip on her small suitcase, setting it up so it was easy for her to let it trail behind her, she quickly got inside the terminal b...
Here continues A Thanksgiving Tale, if you haven't read it, I recommend you do as it will make this story easier to follow. I have changed the name of the story to A Winter's Tale as Thanksgiving is over. Before I let you start reading I would like to thank my editor C.P. who helped me out more than I could have hoped. Even so, all the mistakes still left a...
Tonight had been the night from hell. Two deaths in one night. The first patient, a very kindly man, almost 80 years old, who spoke to her every night she was on duty. He always had a nice word, a bit of advice...and peppermint candy. She always smiled when she thought of him. The second death was a woman no one would miss. A nasty woman, close to 90, who ne...
Chapter Seven: Between the shafts of a cart The hands of her watch showed a square angle when Cathy entered the courtyard: nine o'clock sharp. The sun was shining above Charissa, as it usually did in the month of Rose. The New State had changed the names of the months: instead of Roman gods and imperators, they were now named after the nicest Auronian flowe...
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...
Chapter 1. Some people could stretch and bend and turn their bodies into pretzels without breaking a sweat, and somehow still look elegant while doing it. Elodie wasn't one of them. As she stood with her head not quite placed where it should be, and her hip definitely facing the wrong direction, she took in the room full of men and women swaying back and f...