Zoey stood, triumphant over her felled foe. An abomination of nature, crafted to look and speak human, to lure and entice with its bright, blonde hair and erotic figure. Yet, at its core, the creature embodied darkness. Its foul stench, made to replicate strawberries, twisted her insides. She had wanted this moment for so long. No longer would this monstrosi...
As I wrapped up the spring term of my freshman year at college I found myself dreading the idea of spending the summer living back home with my parents. I had gotten very used to living my college lifestyle, one that was very different from the conservative straight-laced upbringing my parents had given me. I knew I would chafe under their rules at home and...
The smoke floating in the air made Aidan's eyes sting and he wasn't particularly enjoying the constant jostling of the closely packed crowd. It was Saturday night, a little more than twenty-four hours since he'd pitched writing an in-depth review of Seattle's newest nightclub to Lynette. But now that he was here in the midst of the loud conversation and bl...
As I continued my freshman year, I continued fucking any black guy on campus that showed interest in me. I was totally hooked on black cock. I knew the say once you go black, you never go back was true. I attempted to have relationships with white guys at my school but never lived up to the expectations that I had while fucking black men. So many times, I wo...
I guess you can say that I am a loner for the most part but that was by my choice. I never felt that I needed anyone to get me through my life. I had several boyfriends in high school and when I got to college I just met up with guys to get laid and no other strings attached. I did actually find myself falling for this older white guy that hung out at one of...
Author's Note: Approximately 3 million Americans, mostly women, engage in some form of self-injury each year; approximately 2 million of them are "cutters." The following story may be disturbing to some. * The room was stifling. No, life was stifling. An hour ago, I was everything I was expected to be. A perfect wife, mother, and career woman. A perfect...
Thank you to everyone for continuing to read my story. Your kind words are a great inspiration to me! A quick note about the previous chapter. I've rewritten chapter two, so if you've only read the original chapter I would suggest you go back and read the rewritten one. You'll know it's the rewritten chapter if there's a note like this at the top saying it...
I met Kelly in college at one of our fraternity parties. She was a Junior and I was a Senior and the minute I saw her, I knew I had to have her. She was a petite blond with an athletic figure, and I found out she was on both the swim and track teams. What I also learned from chatting her up for over 3 hours is that she was very competitive, which she prove...
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in bringing out this chapter. It's longer than usual. Any editing error's are my fault. * Sandy's Bar, Kebbi Creek July 11, 2002, Friday, 19:37 Thick fumes of nicotine assailed Caesar's nostrils as he walked through the beaded curtain into the dimly lit bar room. His eyes automatically scanned the people present. Most o...
Bonnie and Steven arrived at the mansion around eight o'clock that Saturday evening. The access road was not easy to negotiate, as the driveway had not been used in many years. There were several other vehicles scattered about in front of the old house. The house had been vacant for many years. The owners were in a local nursing home, well into their final...