Chapter 9. Richard was up early the next day, throwing himself into some destruction. He attacked a bricked up fireplace with a sledgehammer trying to divert his mind from the previous night's cowardice. His past would have to come out eventually and it would be a lot better coming from him. Part of him still clung to the hope it would all go away. He was s...
This one took alot longer to come out with since my classes are ramping up. Calculus B sucks. I've also had a bit of writer's block. TL;DR, Expect a good minute or two between sequels here, I find time to write when I can. Sorry for the wait! Enjoy! -- -- Doing 70 down the freeway, I watch the city lights glow against the night sky, drowning it with ju...
Sun shone through the puffy and cotton-like clouds in the sky, beaming down on the prairie which stretched out far beyond. More than simply beautiful, it was a gorgeous Montana day. The kind that was postcard worthy, with plenty of fresh clean mountain air. Gazing out at it all, Tristan felt a heaviness in his heart, a soreness in his throat and lungs whic...
All the characters in this story are, of course, 18 years or over. ***** It was the summer of 1956 and the sun shone on the United States. It shone on the mid-West. On Minnesota. On the town of Brewer, set among pasture and lakes, with its silos, railroad tracks, dairies and car yards, its treelined streets and spacious old two story homes. It shone on it...
Author's note: Hello everyone. Unfortunately, I haven't been as well as I would have hoped by now and the treatment has worn me down so I am a bit slower than usual. While I will continue to get chapters out as fast as possible, please excuse any future tardiness especially over the busy holiday season. I hope you continue to enjoy this series of the Tables....
With announcements having been made, it was time to get things organized. The more Audrey and I talked about it, the more we felt being married the day before Ella, was not a good idea. It would steal some the glory from their day, it was not our first marriage, to a degree ours was more a formality. She and I kicked around the idea of being wed on the 4th,...
---------------------------- CHAPTER TEN: A Bath ---------------------------- *Author's note: Hey readers, I've been working on the Sunblade Chronicles a fair bit, but here is the first draft of Chapter 10! No shortage of steamy bits here, so go nuts!* *** ***ARAN SUNBLADE: Emerin Chapel, Ekistair*** Aran sat by his bed and watched Elaina sleep pe...
Brooke and Tanner go on their honeymoon. This story will go in the category of erotic couplings. It also has elements of exhibitionist behavior and masturbation in it. Please enjoy. Ch 7 - Honeymoon, the Good I turned off my phone. I was so fucking screwed. I could see the rest of my life laid out in front of me and it wasn't pretty. This man would keep...
Copyright Oggbashan July 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ I was sitting at my dining room table counting the week's taki...
++THIS IS THE FINAL CHAPTER++ Sherry had had as little communication with James as possible in the Ryan-less days following what happened in the boys' change room. Which was good. It had been good, for her mind to steer clear of him. Wesley, on the other hand, doted on her subtly at school. He smiled at her more than he used to. But he didn't text her or me...