Disclaimers: The characters are my own creation. This is part 2 of “Two Halves, One Soul”. This story picks up where the last one ended. Constructive criticism/feedback is much appreciated. A heartfelt thanks goes out to my beta reader. I couldn’t have done this without your input, support, and corrections. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The sleek black Harley hugs...
LEGAL NOTICE This is a work of fiction. References to Erica Jackson are purely a product of the imagination of the author. Such references to or statements and actions made by this character should not be considered real references, actual conversations, or behaviors held by the real Erica Jackson. Chapter One: Good Morning Lover Sunday morning's sun a...
This story is protected by copyright and may not be copied or reproduced without the explicit approval of the author. * I peered thru the window at my daughter Megan and her friend Rachel as they strenuously practiced their cheerleading routines in the back yard. I was envious of their innocence, their youthful energy. It only seemed to magnify the despai...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Chapter 1 It was nearing 'that time of the month; and Dee Jones was feeling the full effect of it. She poured herself another gin and seven-up and felt like screaming; the bottle of gin was nearly empty. Nude, she padded into her living room and sat on...
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. It is also a long story. If you don't like longer stories or are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. ------------- ----------------------- 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...
*** This series was awarded Best Lesbian Story, as well as Most Literary/Genre Transcending Story in the 2019 Reader's Choice Awards. Thank you to all who voted. *** Welcome to Chapter Eight. If you're planning on reading this but you haven't finished chapters One through Seven, then, well... I don't know what to tell you anymore. Come here, sit next to me...
I am so sorry for the wait! Life got in the way and I had to steal time here and there to finish this much-awaited final chapter of Hazel. If you have not read the first one or Magical Desire I suggest you do as there are things that might be hard to follow. As always, please leave a comment! XOXO SkylerLuv ****** ~Hazel~ Something is wrong. I try...
I woke up beside Paula. For just an instant when I rolled over and saw her face on a pillow beside me, I couldn't believe my eyes and had no memory of what was happening. Then it all came back even as I was drinking in the beauty of her sleeping face. I slipped out of the bed as silently as I could, noticed I was nude, and hurried to the bathroom adjoining h...
(Dedicated to Margaret (my Margarita) for her patience with me, for her strength and her wisdom, for bringing out all my innermost secrets, and most of all, for teaching me the meaning of devotion and love as only another woman can understand.) * It was morning ... that was obvious. I could see the first rays of sunshine streaming into the room through the...