Chapter 30 Babbling like an idiot schoolgirl Morning, Sunday, September 2nd Marisella.... The United 767 from New York landed at LAX after the five hour flight. Delfina and Mimi looked and felt much better than the passengers in coach since they had flown first class the entire way from Italy. The two girls had been able to catch up with their sleep a...
The sun shined through the previously shattered window down onto her. Cuts, bruises, and broken bones raked through Lizbeth Logan's body. She sat looking dully at the light streaming down onto the floor of a warehouse. Blood dripped onto the ground in a steady stream. Her breathing was heavy, hurting from the bruised ribs. She was lucky it hadn't punctured a...
After saving the man's life, Kal was invited back to his house for lunch. He Insisted it was the very least he could do as thanks. His wife was wary of the mage until her son excitedly told the story of how a cat-girl fell out of the sky and ripped open his father's arm then moments later Kal appeared and healed him. The man confirmed the boy's story and exp...
Disclaimer: Names have been changed for obvious reasons. The content of this story is entirely factual and all the content mentioned in this story have taken place. ***** Fast forward a few years, I've been with my girlfriend, Alina, for 3.5 years. We were each other's first boyfriend/girlfriend. Having met at university we were fairly young, at 22, but re...
On a bookstore prowl, I come across, leather bound, a rare book, the object of many early quests, and a very rare woman, the object (she must be) of many men's quest. The initial object of my desire: an 18th century edition of the Old French Romance, Lancelot du Lac. The new provocation: A beautiful woman bound in black leather pants with a purple silk blous...
"Sweet Persephone," he murmurs in my ear. His cock is hard and presses between my cheeks through layers of cotton and wool. "I cannot wait. I must have you now." My priorities are different, but I can multitask. "As you wish, Professor," I say, parting my legs and lifting my skirt. I bend over, leaning on the table with the translations in front of me. His...
Dedicated to my roleplay partner and a wonderful human being, Sarah. -------- You sighed as you finally dropped down on the bed after a long and grueling day at work. Waking up at 5 am was taking its toll on you. There was little you could do now but unwind before you started all over again tomorrow. Hurray, You picked up your laptop and checked to see if...
Here is the second part of the chapter. Again it isn't edited so please excuse any mistakes . I am undecided if i will make the next part of the story chapter 12 part 3 or chapter 13 will decide that once i finish it. Please enjoy. ***** Meanwhile across town Ziaran walked into the El Resto Del Vaqueroin a few minutes before he was supposed to meet the you...
Dear reader, this story continues where "Natasha's Truth or Dare" left off. ***** There was indeed hell to pay. I woke up late the next morning to the sound of curtains being drawn, and blinding, bright sunlight shining in my eyes. My bedroom had blackout curtains that allowed me to sleep in late. I loved my Provencal curtains with their soft lavender, p...
"I can't believe the bar closed early," says Lacey for the third time. She abruptly stops walking, and her companions stumble past her, almost tripping over the leg she has stuck out. "Stupid shoe," she says loudly, shaking her foot in the air. "Watch it, ya drunk!" complains Heather. She and Amy stand at the ege of the sidewalk and watch, a little unsteadi...