Hunched forward over the steering wheel of her car, peering through the windshield into the seemingly impenetrable darkness, Lisa Hatcher could have kicked herself for choosing to come this way. It was Halloween and she had gone to a party with a bunch of her friends this evening, choosing to stay out a little past her curfew rather than risk losing the hun...
I'm always happy to receive CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Be kind, this is my first story. ****** Lights flashing, the smell of cigarette smoke, perfume and alcohol permeate the dance floor. The music is loud and the crowd is lively. Holly doesn't go out to night clubs very often, especially considering that she wasn't 21 yet, but when she does the 20 year old l...
Chapter 1 'Booger' Bordelon watched the street carefully, while posturing as if he wasn't watching the street at all. A solidly built girl waddled down the sidewalk on the other side of the street. Booger waved in greeting but she ignored him. She reached into her snug jeans pocket and retrieved a cell phone. "What? I'm busy," she snapped into the phone....
Rowdy and I would never have gone to the opera if we hadn't gotten free tickets. We got them from our boss, who made us promise we'd go, and sweetened the deal by giving us Friday off. The company spent plenty to support the arts and got tickets in return. But it looked bad if those seats sat empty. So Rowdy and I got all dressed up and went downtown. I'd n...
Author's Note A little something different for your holidays. I'm in my fairy tale remix mood again and this time it's turned out as a 24-hour slice of life story as well. You may remember the story of Hansel and Gretel from your childhood. This story takes place after they've grown up, and changes the setting from the forest to the inner city. I've pulled...
It can be very lonely when you are a woman of fifty-one and have no man around the house. Very lonely indeed. After my husband Frank died, I knew it was foolish for me to stay in this big, two-bedroom house, but I couldn't bear the thought of leaving the place I had been so happy at for so many years. So as you can see, I was ripe and very vulnerable for eve...
In the taxi back to her home, Darla looked at Adreana's business card again. She flashed back to the morning, and recalled how beautiful and sexy she appeared, yet Darla was afraid to call her. She had been hurt so badly with Dominique she was relationship-shy and thought she had to be very cautious making any serious commitments again. The taxi dropped her...
The wedding went off splendidly, and I was now, to Daddy and Mummy's satisfaction, Lady Cynthia Fortescue-Smythe, though of course everyone continued to call me Pixie. Archie was tall and quite handsome. As the second son of the Duke of Monmouth he stood to inherit a tidy packet, and with an income of £10,000 a year and homes in Belgravia and Hampshire, was...
The midday sun was just reaching its zenith as the woman in the faded blue dress stood on the porch. She was looking out to the dirt road that ran along side what was left of the fence that bordered the old farm. The house behind her had seen better days, but that could be said for just about every house in the county here in the spring of 1865. After four y...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Lori sat at the rotunda in the lobby of the eleventh floor and smiled as Violet Smith got off the elevator. The pretty blonde smiled back at the red headed, freckled receptionist. "Merry Christmas," Lori said in greeting. "Merry Christmas," Viole...