Author's note: I know this one is a little bit shorter than most of my postings, but that's how this one came out. Also, even though it's been a while since I posted anything, rest assured, that more story chapters follow on the heels of this one! Writing four chapters at the same time is possible, but not something would recommend! Now, shall we begin? ***...
The wedding It was light outside in the morning when a leg slid across my thighs and an arm reached across my chest. "What a cracker of a guy you are Petey" said this broad scottish voice from somewhere near my armpit. "What a stroke of luck you tied cousin Sophie up in the stable! I'm goin'a miss you a lot when we settle." That inevitability again. In th...
—Evanslily, thank you.— * "C'mon! Give me that—oh, damn." Noah always loved a vocal woman but tonight Jillian's barrage of instructions distracted instead of aroused. He'd been fucking her long enough—and well—to do without a GPS readout. "Yeah-yeah-yeah!" she chanted in one breath then sagged onto her elbows, groaning while she fisted the sheets. He sp...
Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, a...
"Are you having second thoughts," He whispered. Claris Jack shook her head slowly, swallowing the dry knot forming in her throat, hoping he wouldn't notice her nervousness. Her hand found the cool glass of peach vodka on a large chest, draining the contents quickly. She set the glass down. He chuckle echo from the shadows of the room. "If you don't want t...
Ch 6 I pulled the door open and stepped outside, stumbling a little on the way to his Ford F-150. The drugs, the blood loss and the shock of losing my wolf were all hitting me at once; I barely made it to the truck. Opening the door, I pulled myself into the cab while protecting my left hand against my chest. The pillowcase was already soaked through with b...
Dee and Jarrod had left for their Honeymoon in Paris. The wedding was a smash hit with everyone. Emma, Alexis and I spent the night in the guest bed at Dee's apartment. We were all exhausted from our combined sexual exploits so we had just crashed when we got here. Our unofficial plan was to spend the day after in the city doing whatever struck us. I knew th...
*You can live without freedom the same way you can live without light, happiness, or music* (Frontma does me a favor yet again, thank you) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic, I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) Jill didn't know what to make of our prompt appearance Sunday mor...
Author's note: As things move toward the wedding, there will be less emphasis on sex. There is enough other drama to go around. Chapter 11—Concentration of Forces Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: Much has been made of the interviews that day. Given the number of reporters hanging out in various places, there was bound to be some variety, even disagreem...
Day of Tania's RescueTalia's POV We left after I made sure Tania had eaten all she could and had plenty of juice. I was still in shock over her appearance; she was thin and weak, while my body was solid muscle. The past four years had treated us far differently, and my heart broke every time I looked at her. I was happy she had good clothes now; she had je...