Hi! I'm Shannon. Shannon Conroy. A very Irish name. Wouldn't ya say? Me name comes from ta river whose circuitous course flows north to south pretty much down ta middle of Ireland, but in truth me name in ta Irish lies deeply imbedded in Celtic mythology in ta Goddess Sinend. In ta "Irish" it's "Sionnain." I'm now eighteen an' in me first year at an all-gir...
CHAPTER ONE Hi, I'm Katrina. You might have heard of me before, courtesy of a storyteller who brands herself as "Mikki". If you did follow her lopsided version of events, please suspend judgment and listen to what I have to say. If you didn't follow her version . . . then halleluiah! There is a God!! Forget I ever mentioned her ramblings and, whatever you d...
Diane sat at her kitchen table, nervously awaiting Celeste's arrival. She sipped at her coffee despite the nervous fluttering that seemed to haunt her stomach like a colony of bats, their leathery wings fluttering about as they prepared to leave their home's safety for their nightly hunt. Her anxiety was making her wish she could call the whole thing off des...
Chapter 10 Alex should have canceled. That's what she told herself over and over this weekend. Going to lunch with this woman was all but sealing her fate. She knew that. But Quinn's words from her office were stuck on repeat in her mind no matter what she did. No sense of logic could keep her from this lunch. And that kiss. She had never had a kiss like...
Author's Note: Please vote, this is a contest piece for April Fool's 2018. I would like to the Alice_Rosaleen and mrssecondsamuel for their help editing and encouraging this story. * "Oh, come on, I'm not falling for an April Fool's joke," I said, balancing the phone against my hair, as I thought about what I was actually going to wear to class tomorrow....
Written for the Summer 2003 Pirate Challenge ***** Constance Norwood looked over the worn wooden railing and out onto the calm empty sea. Watching the myriad stars reflected on it, she wondered if she would ever again see the shores of home, or for that matter, even the next dawn. Had it only been four days since her nightmare had begun? No, she answered...
Hannah Morris waited her turn at the folding table set up outside the small ballroom. Off to the left, an oversized placard rested on an easel, identifying the check in station for the brunch honoring the Belles of Central Valley High. On the other side of the table, right by the entrance to the inner room, was a large wall mounted mirror designed to allow g...
Vivian Thorn pulled her hand back from her work and checked her pressure gauge. It read eight hundred pounds and she nodded to herself. She returned to gently brushing sediment away from the delicate vase, half buried in the ocean floor. Underwater archeology was her passion, but she was so single minded that once she began, she would often forget to check t...
Jen led her yoga class into the final pose of the session. She felt her body, her muscles, her joints relax as she settled into corpse pose and allowed her mind to wander. The soft music from the overhead speakers filled the room with light synthesizer music, and her practice mat felt cool against her skin. After a few minutes, she stood and surveyed her cl...
Thank You to everyone for all the kind words. Feedback, comments and votes are always appreciated. -Monamante This is my last year at Calstate LA. I came in four years ago with a hope of getting an education, and that's exactly what I did. Educate myself on the wonders of a woman's body. I have had my fair share of women, but I don't do the relationship t...