Chapter 1 Ariana watched her son as they gathered fruit in the warm autumn sun. Summer was ending, but the Deity had seen fit to bless them with a last spell of fine weather before the inevitable chill set in. Abiron was a fine looking lad, she had to admit. No, not a lad, anymore, or not for long. He was of medium height, medium weight, but he was lithe...
I was a freshman, 18 years old, enjoying college life as all freshmen usually do. The first year of complete freedom, and I took it to another limit and played hard but even studied pretty hard. Though there were a million temptations around, I was usually pretty good about my grades and balanced my time out pretty well. I had my fair share of fun, even with...
He smiled across the crowded dance floor of the multi-colored rave, his waistcoat open to show the silk t—shirt above the tight jeans, a beacon of lust. She smiled back, the raven hair and dazzling green eyes radiating sex above the puckered pursed purple and bubblegum lips. Ivory skin kept ballooned with a corset tied in barbed wire, the fulsome roundness m...
"This is so cliché." Gareth thought as he escorted his mother out of the car. Looking at the cloudy morning sky. "Mom? Can you explain to me one more time why we are doing this?" Ariana Hendricks did not answer right away, she was scanning the parking lot for a woman that would fit the description that was given to her. "Gareth, please understand that th...
Margaret had no qualms about staking her place under the mistletoe at the far end of the hall. She sipped her cherry martini demurely, a lovely splotch of red in her holiday gown against the white garlands and baubles dotting the wall. As the band wailed away in the corner and the men all sipped their colorless, masculine highballs, she scanned the clutches...
A note from the author: just to clear some questions that you might have. First off, The house is not made out of the tree. instead it is built into the branches of the tree Second, there are a couple of phrases that might not make any sence to you. I have included a translation for everyone at the end of the chapter. Hope you enjoy the chapter. ****** L...
Chapter 4: Essay ———— Things were so weird between them, Ariana frowned. First; the kiss, then the weirdness with Sabine. Then Sebastian was being so nice to her. Not to mention that he was intelligent and funny...and ridiculously handsome... Urgh. Ariana knew she needed to swap some shifts around, maybe make sure she worked during the day more. Al...
Author's note: I have decided to continue one of my favorite series, For the Love of Botany. It has been a long time since I have added anything to this tale and only recently have found the inspiration to do so. I hope there are still some of you out there who have enjoyed the different tales that encompassed the series. I am always happy to hear from someo...
Just a quick chapter. Was going to be longer but decided to cut it into two separate Chapters. Enjoy... ***** I woke up the following morning, alone in bed. I got up and looked around trying to find the girls. I went downstairs and was both pleased and excited to find them in the kitchen. Ariana had AnnaSophia bent over the counter and was fucking her wit...
Ariana woke with a start, Patrick still asleep beside her. She swung her legs over the side of the bed to get up. He woke up, grabbed her around the waist, and pulled her back into bed. She put up a half struggle, not so much trying to break free as playing along. She secretly loved his strong arms around her, making her feel safe and dominated at the same t...