It had been an evening straight out of a romance novel, Miranda Wagner thought to herself. Seated in the back of a stretch limousine with a crystal champagne flute in her hand, Miranda admired her professionally manicured nails as well as the sparkling diamonds and pearls adorning her wrists, ears and sleek neck. As her mysterious man of the evening filled...
Smokey Saga #68: "Brain Storm" ***** Twenty Smokey Sagas ago, a zookeeper named Adia met the lycanthropic love of her life in "(Hungry Like The) Wolfgirl." Ten Sagas ago, a corporate axewoman called Poppy was shown the error of her ways by her conscience in "On Your Shoulder." These were the last two fantasies I wrote—if you don't count the lesbian versi...
I enjoyed writing this one. It turned out to be a little more epic than i originally anticipated, but i just went with it. It does have some supernatural elements which i usually try to avoid, but I've kept them pretty light so the reader can draw their own conclusions. Enjoy. ***** It was the 3rd day of vacation and the four friends were making the most...
"Tami, are you up there?" Cynthia Craig called out as she stood on the third step of the circular spiral staircase. The T-shirt clad eighteen-year-old was a member of the high school's library squad. The object of her search, Tamika Ryan, was one of the squad's Lieutenants. "Tami," she repeated as she moved up a few steps. "there's someone down here to s...
I hope you all enjoy this final chapter! Please leave a comment! I love getting to read ALL of your feedback! XOXO-SkylerLuv ****** My heart is beating a million miles per hour. My breath is coming out in short gasps and I have to wrap my hands around myself to keep them from shaking. I feel a slight headache forming and my stomach growls. I'm looking o...
Chapter One (Friday 18th October 2002) Walking to the Dolly Blue, full of anticipation, Viola regretted her usual day-to-day clobber. If she had known she was going to be invited out on a date she would have dressed rather differently. That is to say, she would have if she'd known she was going to be invited out on "the" date she couldn't possibly refuse....
"Are you with anyone?" Ivy always texts me a few days before she comes into town, a courtesy. I've always answered the same way, and even broke off relationships in their infant stage to answer honestly. "No. The key's still under the mat." She's supposed to arrive early, so I leave my door accessible while I'm at work, a pretty ballsy thing to do in my "u...
Tears streaked Katie's face as she stood holding the little book in the middle of her small, college dorm room. It was the cloth-covered diary of her teenage years, adorned with a rainbow and unicorn. The trifles she adored in adolescence now cruelly mocked her. She came across it while packing her things in a cardboard box. She couldn't resist opening the...
If you looked up the word gifted in the dictionary, there is a half-chance you would find his picture there, young Aditya. Such a smart little boy. Such a good little boy -- one who learned to walk at five months, speak at eight, and to earn a mastery of the alphabet before the dawn of his second birthday. In fact, since the day of his birth onward, he had b...
Smokey Saga #75: "Squeal II: The Art Of The Sequel" ***** The consensus re: the original story "The Art Of The Squeal" (Saga #63) was that a sequel indeed be in order. So while it may have taken me a while to get around to it, here it is. If you liked the playful bondage and torment elements in the original, I'm sure you'll be fond of and pleased with this...