~ "Anastasia Hughes," They call my name. I practically float over to the podium. I feel as if I could cry with happiness; and I just might. I reach for the envelope, my hands shaking with excitement. I look around, what's that noise? A bell, maybe. ~ I close my eyes, and when I open them again I'm in a room; a classroom, full of people hurrying around. "...
A Devilish smile crossed my face as she asked me what was behind my back. "A surprise. I think you'll really like it." "Ooh, what is it" "You'll see" Kay, my current lover lounged across the bed. "My roommate won't be back till tomorrow, we can have all the fun we want." I brought out my surprise: a blue plastic freezy-pop. " I saw it and thought of...
She said that killing her baby was like playing God. The ultimate rush. I was confused by the whole thing and kept mentally referring back to that David Duchovney movie. She didn't seem the least bit disturbed by what she had done. No pesky morals getting in the way. No bell going off inside her head saying, "Hey! You just killed your baby!" None of that....
I have written adult stories before, but it's been a long time. This is just my fantasy, nothing more, nothing less. Please let me know what you think. People who come here from the mainland are shocked. We wear very little. Until we are eighteen, we wear nothing. When we turn eighteen we become adults and don skirts made of a very light cotton or a loin...
Okay, well I probably should have put this at the beginning of my other chapter...but I kind of forgot so I'm putting it here. This is my technically my second submission, but it will be part of one big whole. Just like any other writer I love feed back, any and all. Also if anyone wants to help me on some other books...feel free to email me. Oh, and if you...
Author Notes: This is a work of pure fiction. Everyone in this story is over the age of 18. I hope you all will enjoy what I have in store. Growing Up Together: Introduction Hello, my name is Maxwell Saberhagen and I would like to tell you all a story about how I and my childhood best friend, now my wife, Derisa Lynn Rayne-Saberhagen, grew up together doi...
I saw him about 8 years ago at a bar. I had already written him off and decided not to say hi since we didn't talk once during high school or after. I chalked it up to him not remembering that we had all of the same classes from kindergarten to 5th grade. That he didn't remember that our older sisters were friends. That he forgot that we lived on the same bl...
This story is entirely fiction. I do not own and did not create any of the characters in this story except Zack and Zuriel the Corrupter. This is an explicit story about manipulation, mind control and sex featuring many Fictional Characters. As such it should not be read by anyone under 18 or anyone who is offended by the idea of using mind control to take a...
This story is part of The 750 Word Project. Thank you jezzazz and Laurel for organizing this year's event! Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy! All characters are over eighteen. All rights are reserved. ____________________ The first thing to keep in mind is that you're attacking something that's dead. Caput. So, don't presume this exercise is...
"Look at it! It's so beautiful!" Belinda cried excitedly as she gazed out the train window at the verdant countryside passing by. "It's just farmland," Amber said scornfully. "Full of animals and peasants." "I love animals," Belinda said defensively. "Look at the horses!" "Oh be quiet, you sound like a l...