The woman looked at her reflection. She was no beauty, yet there was tremendous beauty in her. As her hands flowed along the side of her face and down her neck, she thought, "Who didn't start out as beautiful? Wasn't it the things that happened later that began to conceal it...diminish it?" Her eyes wandered to the trees and sunshine outside. But what they...
Year 2001. I was then two years away from the ending of my secondary school life. It was the middle of winter and spring. I was then on the age when a boy or girl learns to see the world with a new view. I also got that view; I also opened my eyes wide. I learnt to feel the feeling of something heavenly. I learnt to see a beauty with mind's eye. I learnt to...
This story is an allegory of a real life relationship that developed in my life. It helped me cope with disappointment, and to perhaps be better able to accept the reality that had crashed upon my infatuated fantasy. I cope with the friendship better now, having decided that staying a part of her life is better than nothing, yet there are times when the attr...
No, it was not that easy. "Jeff, we need to talk." He started to laugh and continued for some time. "I'm gratified you seem to be over the fear those words strike in most men's hearts." "It was a reaction to the fear they strike in most men's hearts. When you say them it's usually a way to make us better. It's usually something I might have thought about...
I have not been in the mood to write lately but I have been inundated with emails asking me to continue the Sheik and the Slave story. I do enjoy the romance between Kat and Mohammed and I have missed them. It is to all my fans who have encouraged me to continue to write this story that I dedicate this chapter – I hope you enjoy it. Kat’s hand was bleedin...
The night is dark other than the light from the full moon. A tall man rides in the gondola down the canal. The evening breeze flickers the torches at each Venice villa. The gondolier pulls up to a large villa with candles in every window. The tall man steps out and approaches the door. When he enters and climbs the stairway to the ballroom. Inside, the patro...
Karen watched as Logan checked the straps and buckles hugging Beauty's generous curves one last time. Newly acquired leather armor and twin knives from the defeated, flying Succubus would keep their demon safe. Heavy pouches of coin were snug and secure for the long journey. The shopping list had been discussed and agreed on. He nodded and stepped back with...
Secret #1 Betty was a beauty. Only, Betty had a dark side and those who knew Betty and who thought that they knew the real Betty, had no idea of who she really was behind her beautiful façade. With her confident smile, musical laugh, and quick wit, she took care never to reveal herself to anyone. She was a woman who kept a lot of secrets. Her blue-black,...
I have always been inspired romantically by the English gardens made famous by both their beauty and tranquility. Nobility, it seemed, always had at least two or three of them, centered with beautiful statuettes and water fountains. There is no better place to both relax and reflect than among nature in its finest, trimmed and manipulated by man’s imaginatio...
There goes a story in the old Indian literature, which narrates about an ascetic, who performed a tapasya (meditation) to please the gods. The gods were apprehensive of the powers he would beget in case he succeeded in his motives, and sent a supernatural beauty, an apsara to disrupt his meditation. The rest is left to the imagination. Let the imagination ru...