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...
This story, as the title suggests, is the third (and final) part of "The Sun on my Skin" series, and the sequel to 'The Sun on My Skin Ch. 2'. It follows on directly from the events in Chapter 2, but this time, it is the turn of twice-rejected Tina to tell her story. I have tried to ensure that can be read on its own although, inevitably, you'll understand s...
Author's note: This is a story of lesbianism and the problems some have with their churches. If you do not like lesbian stories, or have a strict Fundamentalist view, please stop here and find another story to read. Any comments that are deemed inappropriate for this story will be instantly deleted. For all other readers, I hope you enjoy it. ***** Chapter...
Chapter 1 Alba and I were considered best friends. We often went out together to our favorite club, The Honey Lounge, a strictly lesbian club as the name may indicate, at least to us lesbians. We weren't a couple, but we did share a small house; we were strictly platonic. That said, she suggested a pact that if one of us hooked up with another girl, we'd ei...
Authors Note: This is a Lesbian romance story. There is adultery in the story, so if you're the type that's sensitive to such things. You might want to move along. This story is a slow burn type of romance. There is a steamy sex scene, but it doesn't come quickly. I hope the tale pays off for the reader when it does happen. I love getting feedback from rea...
If any of this going to make sense, and I want it to, then I need to give you some background. Think of it as a prologue if you like, I promise to keep it short. I was born at the tail end of the 1980's, the only child of parents who were as astonished by my arrival as I was myself. They called me Elizabeth on my birth certificate, but I was never anything...
Hello my lovely readers! I did not realize this story was going to be from two different POVs until I was three pages in (Seriously!). I just started writing and couldn't stop. I am working on become a better writer so attention to details and plot development was my main focus here. Please leave comments, I love reading every single one! Enjoy! XOXO Skyl...
This is not a standalone story. Unless you have read the previous chapters, it will not make any sense. As always, I want to thank my editors, Terry and Snow. Both of them made this story possible. They contributed in so many ways, talking through scenes, deciding what to include or exclude, as well as just making sure that the spelling and grammar were righ...
Chapter 4: More Than A Feeling The memories of her past continued to ramble through Jennifer's mind as she showered, washing away all the sweat caused by Ryan's torturous physical ability tests. Her muscles felt sore, but otherwise all right as she looked down, watching the water as it ran over her small breasts, past her flat stomach, and over her nearly n...
Though the characters in this story are high school seniors, all those depicted are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Dani leaned against the wall in the hallway outside the ballroom. She wept as silently as possible with her face in her hands. This prom night should have been the most magical of the high school senior's young life, but it had been com...