Hello, everybody! It has been a long time since I have submitted a work to the site. I am sorry for the delay. Life has thrown a lot of unexpected turns in my direction, and I have had so little time to work on my stories. Hopefully this will make up for the long wait for those of you who have been so supportive of my long ago efforts. Hopefully I do not dis...
Part 1 Prologue For as far as she could remember, long hours on the road had always been soothing to Stéphanie. She used to find peace of mind in the endless miles, as a passenger with her trucker dad, then as a driver. Even as a child, the road was her own form of meditation. She could see her father's concentration and tried to imitate it. Eyes roaming...
Chapter 1 Under normal circumstances the palatial frontage of the Hotel de Crillon would have been intimidating enough but I now looked at it with added trepidation. I took a deeper breath and tried to relax my stride not helped by my new stilettos. I smiled to myself as I imagined the reaction my expenses chit would elicit. The shoes were plain black wit...
The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or in total, without the author's permission. This story takes place in the entirely fictional city of Springfield, California, so don't go looking for it on a map. A...
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...
It was a quiet night. TV was boring as usual so I was happily sitting on the couch at home reading a book. My name is Cyndi and I'm the older one of the "not really twins". My sister Annabel and I differ in age by 11 months. We both have our mother's good looks and our father's good genes. We both stand at 5'4" and look like identical twins. We both keep o...
I hope this lesbian love story has turned out okay. One evening I was listening to a 1950s/60s music programme on the radio and an Eddie Cochrane song inspired the story title and chapter headings. Trouble was, I didn't have even an inkling of a story idea, just liked the title with headings, and it took me a while to come up with this. So if it fails, blame...
PROLOGUE: WHAT IS LOVE? L-o-v-e. Just four tiny letters. Love. Just one simple word. Love. No two people would create the same definition. Love. So many different kinds; so many different emotions. I love my mother; I love my decaf mochas; I love my teddy bear from when I was three; I love the Big Bang Theory; I love to read; I love teaching; I love wea...
This is an edited version of Nanny Sarah Pt 1. Big thanks to Bi_Cathy for proofreading This is actually the first story I Started Writing, well before the Tennis Star, but it was written long hand and had to be typed out, it took longer to publish. This is a much slower burn than my last story, but I hope it's worth it. All characters involved in explicit s...
Book 2 2001 -- It takes one Prologue If the foundation of the clan was unique, fifty odd years later it was still as tightly knit as any extended family could be. Though some stayed with the institute in one capacity or another and most moved away as they founded their own families, the clan traditions were inviolate. One of those was the Holidays get tog...