Disclaimer: This one is much shorter, and it doesn't go very far. But I've sat on probably six or seven versions of this story over the past few years, never releasing any of them. I'm unhappy with how "Arthur" was written, so I've tried to rewrite that unsuccessfully, and as many drafts of follow-ups as I've tried to write, I'm not all that happy with those...
I was always taught to stay quiet. "Don't be too loud, it'll upset your father," my mother always said. I never talked back. I never played with my toys where he could walk by. I stayed in my room and I read mostly. The classics - Dracula, Frankenstein, Jekyll and Hyde. I read a lot of Stephen King too. When I got to college, a lot of my lecture halls were...
Karen was as giddy as a school girl as she waved goodbye to her "Hero" and moved to exit our row of seats. She didn't try in the least to cover her happiness or her body as she squeezed past the three college lads. Why she didn't choose to exit in the opposite direction, where no one was sitting, I will never know. She even seemed to give them a little shimm...
He still had his wedding ring on. It wasn't that he wasn't a husband, he just wasn't her husband. "Take that off." "This? Oh, ok. Sorry, I forgot." "Tonight is all about forgetting," Jodie smiled cheekily. She hoped her husband had also taken off his ring, she wouldn't want it to be a distraction. "And you can take that off too." She pointed towards...
The night I found my fiancée in bed with another man, was when seething anger ripped though me and I swore immediate revenge. We had been engaged for more than three months and were to be married in another short two, to finally become man and wife. My fiancée was more than beautiful, she was gorgeous, blond hair streaming over slender shoulders, blue eyes...
Chapter 3: The Suitor I watched the scene before me in delight. My Gillian, prim and proper until I came to her and had my way with that lithe little body of hers, was being fisted by one of her servant girls. I smirked. Ah, if the Boston society pages could get hold of this- such a scandal! And her in black underclothes, naughty naughty, whatever is the wo...
To my readers: This first chapter of a multi-chapter story has essentially no sex in it. It introduces the characters (some of whom you've met before) who will later bring that element of the story to life. You may wish to skip this part if you're one of those who, like myself, enjoy sex more than the tale of a couple who find - A New Way of Life Chapter 1...
April~ I've been married for 3 years. The spark is completely gone Mark doesn't even notice me anymore, he all but looks right through me. When we first met 4 years ago I couldn't breathe when he smiled at me. The sex was life changing for me especially since he was my first. Id hear him on the phone with family saying how April is all he could ever ask for...
After Winter had gotten the initial interview of Brock for the magazine through her own "special talents," she had found that though he was still gruff toward male and even some of the very few other women writers, he was charming with her. As a matter of fact, Winter was the only one allowed in the locker room after the games; he had made sure of that, esp...
I love Spring. I don’t know why. I guess it’s the sun; the smell of freshly mown grass; the expectation that summer’s coming. I always find it a positive time. This year was different. This year nothing seemed to be going right. Jake left me just after Christmas and I was feeling pretty raw and empty. Things had got worse when my sister, Jess, announced her...