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Life was normal in Carefree Cove on an August Wednesday. Amanda Albright had just taken a vacation with her great-grandmother Gracie, and on awakening was anxious to go back to the cove from the moment the sun peeked over the horizon. When her father, Thomas Albright, reported that their neighbor Michelle Hawkins was at her dock, Amanda was out of her clothe...
I moped the entire Sunday afternoon and all night. When I wasn't awake, my scant sleep was peppered with dreams of Matt. I couldn't forget the taste of his kisses or the slow slide of his hands against my body no matter how hard I tried. He was like a ghost over my shoulder. The rainy Monday morning dawned as grey and dismal as my mood. I dragged myself fr...
Ch. 2 The Bar We went to the nearest quite bar that I could think of in a hurry, attracting every single view along the way, which was not quite surprising. Obviously, Megan was an eye-stopper being as tall as she was. But, at 8'4" in her heels, it was over a certain psychological limit, not to mention that her body would be impressive at average height, sp...
Lisa returned to the lounge, sat down on the sofa and crossed her legs. She felt the power of someone who was in complete control. Jess and Tom were her prisoners and totally at her mercy. She'd never had a prisoner before. Her younger sister and boyfriend were desperately craning their heads to watch her every movement, their eyes searching for the smallest...
"Your mother is going to love this," I said to Nick as we left the spa in the mall. We had gotten her a gift certificate from the place for her birthday. It was Nick's idea to get it in the first place too. He was pretty good at picking out gifts. "I sure hope so," he responded, tucking it into the card we bought. On top of the two things I mentioned, we g...
Limits ---- Talos, Casiama, and Sigismund had been on the march for three days now, trudging along the southern shorline of the Villjord peninsula in northwest Isbrygga. The region was harsh, desolate. Sterile. It reminded a man of the Badlands north of Solais, but of course colder. The snow pack made it quieter as well, so quiet that one could only he...
Just about two hours later, the canoe entered the mouth of a small river and again they were paddling upstream. Since the current was not that strong, they were able to make good progress in the general southwesterly direction. It didn't bother Vincent too much even if they were deviating from the exact south because it was much more important that they get...
"Pereppe, Porunga, peppo!" Talus stumbled backwards, landing on his ass as an earthquake shook through his bedroom. The wooden walls groaned, and from the pentagram drawn on the floor came a stream of purple smoke. Between his legs, the Book of Blackwood Arts, which he had swiped from the Archmage's library, began flipping through its many pages. Talus tug...
[All characters appearing in this work are over the age of 18. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.] Chapter 3 The hallways inside the school's main building were completely dark, the fluorescent lights having turned off exactly at 8pm. The meticulously trimmed path...