A warm breeze blew in from the sea as Peter walked along the cobbled harbour causeway. The threadbare soles of his white yacht shoes did little to cushion the rough surface. He had walked over twenty miles since leaving the small pension where, for a few francs he had stayed the night. He reached into the pocket of his white trousers, which were already gru...
"What?" Taylor screamed. "You told them what?" Tim Stanton cringed. Taylor towered over him. She was naked, she was aroused, but wanton and wanting. Tim had had her for three days and she'd not come once with him. She'd been coddled close to the edge, escorted to the moment of delight but always the little shit left her wanting and empty, unfulfilled and d...
Mikael sighed as the cool breeze caressed his face. He reached up to brush his hair away from his eyes and leant backwards on the couch. He had open on his lap the history of the ancient kingdom of Nekkhara, but it had his attention only fleetingly. Whilst he was eager to learn, he had been reading for a good few hours and his mind had begun to wander. He in...
Dana and Rachel both looked delighted when they strolled into the hangar with Associate Bhaken, and they waved jubilantly at John, Alyssa, and Irillith who were waiting by the Raptor gunship with Jade. The two girls spoke earnestly with their Trankaran guide for a moment, thanking him for being such an excellent host as they waved him goodbye, before jogging...
Book 1 Chapter 1 Donna Scott's boss had called her into his office and she briefly stood before he asked her to set down in one of the chairs in front of his desk. Kevin Madden was a big time attorney in St. Louis and Donna was his legal assistant. She was dressed in a black business suit with her skirt hemmed to about an inch above her knees which was pa...
"The separation between past, present and future is only an illusion, though a convincing one..." - Albert Einstein. Feet tucked in close, she sighed, picked up the newspaper and looked over the front page, settled on a story and started reading. From time to time she picked up her coffee, took a sip, a little grin crossing her face here, the shadow of a...
Chapter 1 Starting out This is a sad, but true story. Let me begin by saying that my Father always told me as a kid, "Keith, any man that uses bad words in his language only shows himself to be a person who isn't intelligent enough to use the greater amount of words that he could have, to express himself politely and properly." Well, an awful lot of what h...
PROLOGUE: I guess I'm not sure how I should tell this story. My story. My story of growing up and of turning the corner between childhood and adulthood. It happened a long time ago, but even now, when I think about it, my heart stands still. A bit of nostalgia takes me back to that sweet night in Paris, where I lost my virginity but kept something even more...
"Elena, over here!" echoed the voice of the expedition leader, eerily muted and bodiless in the morning fog. I stumbled and cursed as I tried to climb the muddy berm. The newly sprouted foliage had not yet had the time to cover the exposed earth, making the terrain treacherous. My university-provided boots were clearly substandard for this type of work. I c...
This is a slow, real slow story of love, sex, friendship, husband wife relationship, revenge, selfishness and selflessness. I have tried to build a character of an outstanding Indian woman in this story. Some of you may not like it and find it too slow. Such readers may not go further. Some may not agree with the behavior of the characters. Like it or not, d...