Lytta paced back and forth in her room, it had been almost six days since she had last spoken to Sean or Michael, she missed them both terribly, but her mind was filled with uncertainty, she was worried about what would happen if things didn't work out, would they force her to stay with them, make her life a living hell and sabotage everything she worked so...
Prologue: An Inferno in the Night: They burn, everything is burning. The once proud building is engulfed in flames, a celebration to creation reduced to cinder and ash. Screams clutter the night air, those I once called my sisters writhe in field of flames. One jumps through a window, likely choosing to meet her end by the fall rather than the fire. Her en...
Moist soil gave way to tender blades of grass and a host of flowers. Kore waved her hand over the barren earth at the banks of a stream and bright green shoots appeared in its wake. A twirl of her fingers drew gentle buds up from the ground. "Larkspur, milady?" said Minthe, brushing her blonde hair behind one ear. "I doubt your mother would want even more...
Many thanks to GTDaytona and VanessaNelson for their editing and hot stories!! ~ Start with chapter 1 ;) ***** "What's that under the sheet?" Karla asked innocently enough as they perused the sex room. "That's Otto, my fuck machine," Mei said, and with a flourish, pulled off the sheet revealing the complex device. Karla was dazed - not by the contrapti...
A work of utter fiction. All characters are over 18 years. To make proper sense of this, start with ch. 01. Synopsis: Myra and Wendell, long married empty nesters, struggle with Myra's recent near-adultery, Wendell's long ago adultery, and the memory of Claire Haskell that just won't go away. ***** I didn't want to, but I went looking for Claire Haskell....
The girl walked briskly through the outskirts of town. She walked past the town dairy and milk processing plant, past the rail yards with their silos, past the drive-in theatre with posters for the latest Elvis movie, Jailhouse Rock. It was the 1950s in mid-West America. She walked past the houses of the poor people, with rusted car bodies and dented ash...
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It was late on a Friday night when I arrived at Nicki's building. I let myself in and climbed the stairs that had now become so familiar. I fumbled in the gloomy hallway for the other key and let myself into the flat itself. It was dark and silent. I closed the curtains and put on the table lamp then wandered around picking up a few bits and pieces and gener...
Jim Bob's eyes fluttered as he woke. When he attempted to sit up, and his wrists and ankles were caught by his bonds, he sighed. As he sank back down onto the bare mattress he closed his eyes again and whimpered. Those first few fleeting moments of consciousness, before the peace of sleep slams into the wall of wakefulness, his mind could temporarily hope th...
He stared at the docket with trepidation. It was another of the legacies left by his erstwhile partner. He enjoyed the additional work but somehow he just could not vibe with her clients. What disturbed him more was the conversation he just had with Sarah.R over the telephone. He remembered her vividly and was reminded that he obviously lusted after her. He...