I was running out of time, Christmas was fast approaching and I didn't yet have a present for Jenny, my girlfriend of almost 2 years. I wanted something that was perfect, something that made a statement but something that was most definitely not a diamond ring. It's not that I'd never thought of proposing to Jenny, we were at that age where our friends were...
It was dark when I woke. The room was cold. The fire had gone out in the Franklin stove because I had neglected to damp it down for the night. I could see the water vapor in my breath when I exhaled. I opened the stove and saw there were a few embers glowing on the grate. I shoveled the ashes into the pan, stuffed some old newspapers and kindling into the...
Vol. 3: The Roman Orgy Three months into my term as Duke of Averic, things were finally starting to recover from the tumult of the plague. With almost one-third of the population perished, I reorganized the serfs so that the nearest, most productive fields were adequately tended. Some of the crop in fields nearest the border ended up rotting on the vine for...
Cayden rails against God, Caprice pleas for forgiveness, and Angie emerges I watched her as she ran out of the restaurant. I wanted to run after her. I wanted to catch her, stop her, I wanted to hold her, wrap her in my arms and never let her go. I wanted to smother her in kisses. I wanted...I needed to save...protect her! God, I wanted to tell her she didn...
A romance by Calibeachgirl dedicated to all the veterans All rights reserved, 2012 Thanks to my copy editor estragon, a graduate of the United States Army, Vietnam, class of 1969. Saturday, February 15, 1969 Angelina put her few flowers on the grave and braced herself against the rainy cold wind. He had died on Valentine's Day, destroying the holiday f...
Author's notes: #1: I'd like to dedicate this story to member "Someonetwothree" in recognition of his kind comment on my story "The Wimp." That wasn't his favorite story, but he still had some encouraging words for a struggling wannabe writer. Thanks 123—this one's for you. I'd love to hear your opinion on how to make it better. #2 Obviously I lean more to...
********** Author's Note: Hey all. This is the second story – hope it's okay. (Sorry for the long Authors Note) This may not seem like it belongs in the BDSM category from the scenes (FYI, no explicit sex scenes – just touchy feely), but I kept it in here because of how Rachael reacted/what she wanted (and because it's how I want the rest of the series t...
Peter Parker's apartment had schizophrenia. It wasn't his fault. Not that he'd done much to treat it, his sense of interior decorating having been stillborn. It was that his two roommates had such domineering personalities, yet divergent tastes—they clashed with each other so much, it was no wonder they were dating. Mary Jane Watson was an aspiring Broadway...
A big thank you to those who have enjoyed my One Week stories. I'm adding a One Week Chronicles story, all of which feature characters from the main stories and also a few new ones. Kind of like an MCU or a TGU, if you will. I've been asked a few times on the timeline of these stories and where they fit in, so I've posted the timeline for you to see below....
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the eighth chapter of a multi-part story. You should read the first seven chapters to help you understand the whole story. Fair warning... there are some intense, non-consent scenes, but they are not gratuitous and are only done in service of the story. Please enjoy. He remembered both events as if they happened yesterday... Event #1...