Abigail didn't know it was possible to fall in love so quickly. Yet here she was falling deeper and deeper in love with him. Jonathan was quite unlike anyone she'd ever met. He spoke with such confidence and authority; his sexy southern accent practically melted her whenever he called. His creative mind impressed her even though it sometimes kept her off bal...
Abigail couldn't contain the hurt and anger she felt. She hardly slept that night. The image of that woman wrapped around Mikhail in such a loving embrace haunted her dreams. Haunted her thoughts as she prepared herself for the morning. It still amazed her that although the buildings were very Tudor like, the clothing was definitely medieval. Smiling to he...
High School Duke: I looked away from my physics midterm when the knock on the door occurred. Mr. Poole, my sharp as a razor teacher when it comes to science but dumb as a newborn when it comes to relaying his knowledge to his students, got up and waddled to the door. The girl revealed by the door's opening was Penelope Sanders. She was a cute girl, should...
Abigail smiled and then kissed Kenneth. "You're sweet," she cooed. Her fingers gripped his shoulders, her eyes bat. With her legs wrapped around his hips, she could feel his wood through his pants. For once, it wasn't scary. "We don't have to do this," Kenneth said. "Do you want to?" "Y-yeah," he replied, his cheeks flushing a beautiful crimson. "I do. I...
Thanks to Willie for her assistance w/ the geography and locals. Also, thanks to TaFace for additional editing assistance. * Gabriel suddenly tensed. He had already started moving through the estate when Abigail screamed. Plowing over guards who remained motionless, he raced towards the mansion dreading what he would find. How could he have missed an intru...
It was a chance comment that started me thinking, just one of those random statements during a conversation that can trigger a thought process where one thought leads to another, then another and so on. I'd just mentioned to a colleague that my twenty-fifth wedding anniversary was coming up, Silver anniversary as it goes, and in all those years I'd never st...
The story below is a work of fiction. Any feedback or suggestions are encouraged. Big thanks to BlackStallion21 for editing. ***** I've come to terms with my girlfriend not being that smart. Is it frustrating? Sure, but I'm not going to break up with her. You wouldn't either. She is one of the sexiest women you could ever imagine, and that's a trade off I...
If Wilhelm Braun was ever asked to define the word patriarch, he would have said Grossvater. His grandfather epitomized the word, he was the male head of the family all decisions were his and as his grandmother's frequent bruises confirmed obedience alone was not enough, speed was also of the essence. Otto Braun not only invented the word patriarch but to h...
I'd like to apologise for the lateness of these stories, but at the moment I have exams and I'm using internet explorer, my morzilla fox has decided to abandon me. Anyway just so you know I Have the completed story on my computer and The werewolf and the halfling is a working progress, just like you I would like to see that story finished, so any feedback an...
It was the sound of footsteps echoing down the hall that shook her from her reverie. Abigail sighed deeply and opened her eyes, feeling relaxed and ready to get back to work... only to see that the clock had mysteriously jumped ahead by thirty-five minutes! Shit!... Had she fallen asleep? What about her test? Shit, SHIT! She scrambled to her feet. Her pa...