So I didn't intend to take this story longer than one submission, but I've expanded it due to popular demand. Hope you like the second chapter. Voting and feedbacks are appreciated**L.S Dear Lynn, By the time you read this, I would have been long gone. I can't say where to in this letter, but far away from Denton County, and out of Texas even.' Why? I d...
*Thanks a lot for all the comments and votes guys. I look forward to em and appreciate like crazy* The sound of an engine- no, Mitch's truck's engine, roared to life and then died down- yes, she was THAT familiar with the sound of the truck's engine. Rhea looked up at her wall clock, it was just a few minutes after ten in the morning, what could he be d...
CHAPTER 1 As a child Kate Childs would wake up crying, at that age unable to understand she had been dreaming vividly but the worry of her parents had her believing they were nightmares. Perhaps they were. No one got into Kate's head to check it out and of course years later she couldn't remember those early childhood dreams. In ageing Kate came to accept...
Banker Ben Mitchell had a rocky start in life, but lately things have begun to look up. His bank is a success, he's found a beautiful new wife and his industry peers have gathered to honor him. Then, at the moment of his triumph, he suffers a catastrophic psychiatric episode. ***** When she got to the hospital on Monday morning, Gina Esposito found a note...
Amanda sat alone in the real estate office's reception area. Most of the Realtors were off at lunch. Her being the newest in the office and basically still in training was 'volunteered' day in and day out to sit her lunch at the phones. She had eagerly anticipated this profession. Her only thought was finding the 'perfect' home for a family to be happy in t...
All characters engaging in sexual activities are 18 years and older. Please excuse any spelling and grammatical errors. I have searched for quite a long time and sent dozens if not 100+ emails out to the editors here and have never found one that actually edited anything I have sent them. So if you are an editor or know one that would lend me their expertis...
The happy disaster of Christmas morning at the Anderson's was almost over. Thank God. Wrapping paper lay bright and torn around the living room. The tree, still twinkling in the gray light of a rainy morning, had that empty, hollow feeling now that it had been looted and plundered. Laying about the tatters were the Mitchells and the Andersons, splayed like d...
NOTE: All characters engaging in sexual activities are over the age of eighteen. ***** Judge Celina Monroe leaned forward in the high-backed leather office chair that sat behind her bench. It was her throne whenever court was in session, as it was now, and when in it, she felt and acted like a queen. Today, the queen was unhappy, and she wrapped her right...
I got one of those cravings which simply will not go away. What that craving happens to be is the subject of this tawdry little tale. Simply put, I crave power. The power to do good things. The power to change lives. Absolute power. And oftener than not, I get my hands on it and have trouble letting go. My name is Dana Hawthorne and I'm a blonde-haired and g...
Chapter 11 - Sponge Toss My rushed getaway from Josh meant I arrived the Sponge Toss booth ten minutes early, so I had an opportunity to get a feel for the game before I started getting hit with wet sponges. Mr Mitchell the P.E. teacher was on-deck, his wet and smiling face mounted above the brightly coloured body of a clown painted on the outside of the b...