Author's Note: The time has come to bring on the drama and shake things up a notch or two. You've been waiting patiently so here it is: Chapter four in my Wound in Time series. The story contains mainly F/F action as well as a plot. It's a lengthy piece that will most likely satisfy your search for instant gratification. Please check out the previous chapter...
Ellie: You up? I stared at the message on the screen. I knew it was from her before I even picked up my phone. No one else ever texted me this late at night... Per usual, I froze up before replying to her. I let my eyes linger on the three dots that were appearing and disappearing. I wondered what she was typing and deleting. I didn't even really need to...
Right after school, Wendy texted Sarah and Madelynn to see if they're free this afternoon, but they both replied that they were busy. Lauren called Wendy suddenly, saying that she can't meet up with her because of a sudden errand. Sarah hadn't given her any assignments yet. Wendy was instinctively trying to find an excuse to not visit the address. It wasn't...
This story deals with themes of reluctance and coercion in a lesbian setting. If you think you might be offended please try another story. Chapter One The first time it happened will remain with me forever. The night before my husband had phoned to tell me that he thought that we should make our 'break' permanent and, as if that was not bad enough, I a...
Part three! It's taken longer than I wanted to get this done but I was hit with a really bad case of writers block half way through so took a bit of a break. Part four hasn't been started but I have an idea about where I want this story to go and ultimately end... I think? As always please enjoy, I apologise for waffling, it's a bad habit. Feedback/com...
"You bitch, you fucking, dirty, cheating bitch." "What? What are you on about?" "You know full well what I'm on about." "Look quieten down and come in," Amanda said looking past the distraught, slim blonde woman screaming at her from the front door of her terraced town house. She saw the Mini with two wheels on the pavement, the door open and the engine s...
Author's Note: This story is dedicated to Colleen Thomas whose work has been such an inspiration to writers on this site. I didn't know her personally, but perhaps to know a writer's work is to know her as she wished to be known. In that case, I can claim more than a passing acquaintance. This story is not somber. I doubt she would have wanted it so. Her ow...
Author's Note: As promised, here is chapter 5, a very direct continuance of chapter 4. And, as always, I love to hear from you guys in any way, so feel free to write me. Hope you enjoy! Chapter 5: Take Off I was honestly expecting Ms. Vega's home to be massive. It wasn't small by any respect, but it wasn't it's own gated mansion either. It was simply a la...
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Brooke's eyes slowly opened and it took her a moment to realize she wasn't waking up in her own bed. She was lying on her side, her hand clasped over someone else's arm, which in turn was wrapped around her mid-section. Moving herself ever so slightly, Brooke felt another body spooning hers and a soft breath fell at the back of Brooke's neck. The room was da...