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...
Authors note: Hello everyone. I am grateful to David who is back onboard proofreading for me again and thank you once again to Kate for being my second set of eyes. I hope you continue to enjoy this series. ~ellie. ***** "Fuck! She's gone?" Noah asked, incredulously. "Gone where? How?" "No one knows. No one saw anything. We're tracking down the night nur...
Haley Alverado moved in next door when I was four and she was three. She spoke funny and I liked how it sounded. Her hair was as black as my room without the nightlight, and her brown eyes were as warm as Mom's hugs. I was captivated, but she was so weird. She would mostly say words that I knew, but once in a while there was something thrown in that didn't r...
Saturday, last shopping day before Christmas Sophie was up early, rousing Marina out of bed while it was still dark outside. Thick clouds had built up during the evening, keeping the frost at bay and with a relatively warm, wet, wind it had rained heavily during the night and virtually all the snow, so dominant of the landscape for the past two days, had go...
Hey there readers! This is my 2013 holiday contest submission, so please vote and leave comments-they're always appreciated. I've been itching to submit into the interracial romance category, and I'm happy that I finally have the opportunity to do so. Also, for those of you who are following my series We Are the Day, fear not, I am still working on it! I t...
WARNING TO NEW READERS TO THE SERIES - This is a long, rambling story and VERY British which has been divided into several parts for ease of editing and reading. The individual parts will make more sense if read in sequence as they follow straight on chronologically and therefore new readers should start reading at NOVELS & NOVELLAS > The Touch> Chapter 1 –...
It started out as a chance to make some money, thank you dear Aunt Daphne. It ended up as a whole new lifestyle... ********** A series of stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! ********** Chapter 1- The blue and red circle. 'LUCRATIVE BUSINESS OPPORTU...
This is the first in a series of stories about consequences. Thanks to Angel Love for her comments and editing. My name is Eve. I'm married to a man named John Constantine. We met and married when I was twenty-three and he was twenty-six. He has a brother, Robert, a little older than he and they both lived with their father Salvatore and their mother, Cha...
Many thanks to snowbear for editing this story. * It was a cruel awakening. I found myself naked in a shabby bed beside a worn out woman, probably twice my age. She too was naked but still sleeping and snoring. My head rang like a blacksmith shop and I was thirsty. The worst thing was that I hadn't the slightest idea who the woman was nor even where I was...
Author's note: Fictional people, fictional events, fictional story -- written for entertainment and/or arousal purposes. While technically three stories, they are merged into one; the three parts all related. Part 1 goes back in time almost 2.5 years ago, and each subsequent part moves forward in time a year-ish. There's some stuff that happens in between ea...