I had just arrived at my best friends house after a long day at work. Anthony, April, Bianca, and I had made plans to meet up after work and play some board games while having a few drinks. This had been a normal Friday for the four of us and nothing seemed unusual as the day progressed. However, upon my arrival I felt an odd tension lingering in the room. I...
For the second time that day Bianca wanted to smack the shit out of Tony. How many revelations could she deal with today? First she learned that he, for all intents and purposes, was a mob boss. Then she learned that he was a killer, and the look in his eyes when he said 'yes' was cold. It was like he didn't care that he had taken lives. Bianca was floored b...
Author's Note: This is the love story of Reese and Bianca. If two women showing their love for one another is not your cup of tea, please find another story you'd like to read. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap All My Children, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all th...
Veda and Maddy cried hard, hugging Bianca as close as they could with out hurting the baby. "We were so worried!" Maddy squeaked her thick mascara and jet black eye liner running down her face. "We didn't know what happened!" Veda cried. "You just disappeared!" Maddy wailed "Blake said you ran away-" Veda choked up. "But we knew you wouldn't run away w...
Carl West was at the liquor store, looking for a case of the finest Scotch they had. It was going to be a bit pricy, but that was okay. If it cost him a couple of hundred dollars, it would easily be worth it. He owed that much to Gil Nichols for introducing him to the wonderful and sexy Miss Bianca. Carl adored his wife, but the spark had seemed to go out o...
At 10:19pm Bianca raised her hand and knocked on the hotel room door. A couple of seconds later Drew answered. “Bianca, what are you doing here?” his light brown face registered surprise. “I apologize for stopping by so late unannounced,” she hesitated, “but I just saw your cousin Charles in the UK edition of Cosmo. I had to bring you a copy, because I kn...
"Hold the elevator, please!" A woman's panicky voice made me look up from the email I was reading on my cell phone. Her voice was familiar, a ghost's from my past. I dismissed the idea as soon as the improbable thought entered my mind. It couldn't be her. What were the odds? I extended my arm in-between the closing doors and they slid back open. "Thank...
It's nine in the afternoon and detective Richard Luther of the Boston police department comes home. He's a six-foot-six, fairly large black man in his twenty fourth year living on God's green Earth. He has caramel-colored skin, curly hair and pale brown eyes. Home sweet home, those are the words on his mind. A bright smile comes on his face when he turns aro...
+++++ Huntress of the Fallen +++++ The following tale is my entry in the 2020 Halloween Story Contest. It acts as both a sequel and the final act of a trilogy that began with the 2016 Halloween Contest First-Place Winner "Sisters of the Fallen" and continued in the 2019 Halloween Contest First-Place Winner "Redeemers of the Fallen". I hold no expectation of...
Kevin Smith urgently unzipped his trousers and unbuttoned his shirt as Bianca, wearing just a lacy flame-colored bra and thong set and her favorite Jimmy Choo mules, calmly smoked a cigarette and stared at the rain pouring outside the window. Manhattan looked gloomy that night. Bianca and Kevin had gone to Café Rouge, where a cocktail turned into seven and...