Douglas pulled off the main highway and found a cozy place to park his eighteen-wheeler. It had been another long boring day, and he was not ready to turn in and say goodnight yet. After getting every thing ready, he sat at his computer and logged on, checked his e-mail, then went surfing. Douglas is around the age of 50. He works as a truck driver. He doe...
Prelude This chapter contains several long flashbacks. It should be clear where these start and finish, but to make sure that you have no problems, the flashbacks start and end with wavy lines: ~~~~ ***** It was Sunday morning and Mary knocked on Lord Fenwick's bedroom door. When there was no answer, she knocked again. Eventually, he told her to enter. "B...
Our afternoon together was unexpected. I had decided I'd not see Layla, not because I didn't want to but because I figured she was busy with other things. I was home alone. Sheila, I knew, had gone out so she was not next door. So I lay comfortably without worry of prying eyes on my chase lounge. Not that I worried a lot about her but sometimes I'd like free...
Chapter 2: Is That All You Can Say For Yourself? Morning came, I wanted to believe the last week was a bad dream; I wanted to believe I was a little girl in bed in my mother's house. But I wasn't, it might've just been a few weeks ago but it was literally a different life; I don't think I can ever go back. Farah was still here, I almost mistook her warmth...
The Seals of Onoskelis *** Thanks to WAA01 for the edits. ****** Ira stared, a tad frightened, into those shimmering ruby eyes. Those crimson strands lightly brushed her cheek bones. Her lush, full, enchanting lips were curved into an alluring smile. "Does she always look so hot when she's mad... Duh! She a succubus you idiot. Of course, she's going...
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 these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...
Edited by: nancyharpman17... Thank you as your additions are what kept this from being mindless drivel. * Faith. Intuition. The comforting feeling that a higher power is offering a helping hand to navigate life. These phenomena lend credence to the truth that we all have guardian angels assigned by Destiny to watch over us in times of need. But what we ne...
Gabriel: I awoke in a hospital room to sunlight dancing on the sleeping form of my angel in the chair by my bed Her long unbound hair shone like a heavenly halo as it caressed her neck and shoulders. Peaceful and innocent in her slumber, Amy's deep contented breathing was a comfort to me knowing that she was safe. My angel, my salivation; how I loved my...
Chapter One I write short stories for a living. It's a modest living and it's not likely I'll ever be anything even approaching famous but it's fun, profitable, I can work wherever I am and I can set my own schedule. How much better can it get than that? Well it certainly could be more profitable. My life style does not provide for high end cars, long exoti...
The journey begins. Part One: From Innocence Born The summer between high school graduation and my first semester of college, I took a job in the mall at a casual-dining restaurant. I had never waited tables before, but caught on pretty quickly. I had always been friendly and a little outgoing, and even though I had rarely spent too much time around guys (...