As if truly seeing myself for the first time, I had an epiphany while staring at myself in the mirror as to why I write. "Why do I write?" I'm Susan Jill Parker, my real name, and I'm a writer. Yet, I'm not just any writer. I don't write non-fiction, something that most writers write. Matter of fact, did you know that 95% of everything published in the wor...
Authors Note: Sorry it took me so long to get this next part out everyone. I will try to be more timely in the future. As always, comments, critique, and suggestions are welcome. ****** As the knock on the door echoed into the kitchen Marcus heard Chloe's voice cut off abruptly. Her nervous mutterings about a variety of mundane tasks she wanted to fini...
This is a pure work of fiction and all aspects are from my own imagination though some parts will probably sound similar depending on how much fantasy reading you have done. I also want to say that any people having sex are 18+. There are no underage sex scenes or sexual relationships in any way. If you have any problems with what I am typing let me know bu...
Foreword: Ok, after reading "Something We Have to Talk About" and the two sequels by Nici, my teeth started itching again, and my mild OCD kicked in. I HATE stupid women like Susan! I read Tx Tall Tales's sequels, and they were ok. I like Triple T's work, most of the time. However, I felt that that tale didn't go quite the direction I wanted it to go. That'...
Annie from my French evening classes asked me to her house party. Secret agent themed, she said, and that I had to come as a character from a spy movie. I hadn't a clue. She said I would make a beautiful Bond Girl. It meant nothing to me. I'm more Bridget Jones than The Spy Who Loved Me. She said I should Google for ideas. I was twenty-two and had just fin...
Disclaimer: This fanfic is based off the Neverwinter Nights community module by the name of "A Dance with Rogues" created by Valine. I fell in love with this story and felt compelled to write something that compliments it. This story contains explicit content and graphic violence. All characters except Shiloh, Bastian, Rhys, Nicca, Ni'as, Narev and Essex are...
“Right everyone, please read through pages 187 to 215 for next Tuesday, and I’d like you to have some ideas for a hypothesis we can develop and test based on that material,” I called out as my students hastily cleaned up their lab areas and returned goggles to the sterilization cabinet. “Oh, and have a nice weekend!” I supplement my (pathetic) public school...
Rick Smith was surprised by the text message he had received earlier in the evening. It had read: "Meet me at the shop tomorrow at 8:00 AM. Lori." The shop she referred to was an outdoor supply store, geared mostly for hunting, and Lori was the owner, along with her husband Chris. They had been running the place since Lori's dad, who had started it, passed a...
Fatima I open my mail to the familiar sight of "OVERDUE" and "FINAL WARNING". My landlord was threatening to evict me. My bills were mounting and I had a constant sinking feeling. It was approaching winter and they were threatening to shut down the gas supply. A Michigan winter was tougher than most winters. I was in debt and I could not escape. My job did...
Dedicated to Amy the woman who opened my eyes and mind up to so many possibilities and experiences. I shall never forget them. The year was 1961. Racism in the South was still heavily prevalent. Dr. King was working as hard as he could to help Blacks obtain equal status among white men & women. My family, on the other hand, was not. My deceased father was a...