This is the current endcap for the St. Clair series. It certainly won't be the last one, but it is the last one I actually have planned. The readers of the St. Clair series have been very supportive and very, very patient. The first story in this series was originally intended to go in Romance, but since the two leads in the couple happen to be female, it en...
Dirt, clay, and mud drenched the tires and painted the white pickup brown. The edges of the outer patch that held the tear in the metal on the driver's side of the bed together could barely be seen and the grill needed to be washed. But there was a slight smile on the goddess' face as she pulled into the driveway of her private residence and pulled around ba...
This is my first story that I have posted, so I would really enjoy if you guys would leave tips and point out any errors. The characters in this story are also all over 18. I am over 18 as well. Thank you and please enjoy. :) ~~~~~~~~~ Numbness. As I adjust my clothes and walk out of the room, numbness is all that I feel. A gruff voice calls out obscene t...
Author's Note: Sorry it has taken me so long to update. Many things have happened- breaking my laptop and a bout of writer's block being some of them- that significantly slowed down the process of this story, but I'm back now!!:) I appreciate any feedback on the story. I love constructive criticism so that I can improve, votes are much appreciated, and just...
"What's next then?" Amy asked. Quinne raised an eyebrow as she tugged on her pantyhose, her face settling on a casual smirk. "What more are you after?" Quinne responded. Amy had pushed the question to the back of her mind during the last few days, and had been completely blank while she had been tied down. She couldn't avoid thinking about it now – she h...
In the fall, Janet Jaymes ended her 10-year relationship with Perry. She had come to realize that she didn't love him. She didn't even really like him, when push came to shove. It wasn't Perry's fault either. He was a nice guy, honest, hard-working, reliable and steadfast. He just had no zing and there was no spontaneity to their relationship. Janet just wan...
Alice levels the gun. She looks along the barrel with a glint in her eye that makes me nervous. Good nervous. She glares at the target with a pirate smile that says she knows how dangerous she is. Her square shoulders under her boxy, denim jacket shift and smooth. She fires. Five shots in a row. "Aaaaaand that's a full house! Or, full pond, I suppose. Wel...
This is the second of the Saint Clair series, after Soldier Girl, so you should probably read that one first. I had no idea this one would turn out like it did, so in the interest of fair warning, I will mention that this turned into a sort of rural Crime Noir tale. I typically don't write graphic sex into this story line and that remains true here. I origin...
*** Thank you, Drenkara, for making my words (and story) better. *** "There you are," Aimee said as she handed the plastic-wrapped cold cuts across the counter to her customer, "three quarters of a pound of honey ham, thinly sliced." The customer took the packet and thanked Aimee, who thanked her in return. She put the ham back into the case and cleaned the...
Lusting for an older woman. * Author's Note I'm back in the slow-building romance mood again with a tale of two lovely women finding second chances in the middle of life. No college coeds or spankings here, just a sappy MILF love story with some first-time jitters. Enjoy!-Wax Philosophic * The events and characters in this story are fictitious. Any res...