This is a true story. It happened back in 1995. Names have been changed due to the fact this story may lead into some future fantasy stories written with this factual occurrence being the base for them. Please read and enjoy. Suggestions for direction for future stories is appreciated. It was an unexpectedly warm night back in February 1995. There was th...
What he needed more than anything else was a quiet place to write. When he saw the cottage smack bang in the middle of the forest like that, he knew that it was exactly what he was looking for. He would not be dissuaded from buying it, even after the locals in the pub told him that it was not a good place. As they could not tell him exactly why, he decided...
Central City's downtown, like so many others, had seen better days. While moderately successful, it thrived only during the light of day. After sunset, perhaps even as early as four o'clock in some neighborhoods, it was a very different sort of place. The kind of environment where no deliveries were made, few cabs stopped, and even the police tended to be he...
Henry Valentino the second, a gentleman of the age of 29 and a proud lieutenant of the United States armed forces came home on short notice. The reason, a letter from his stepmother, depicting his wealthy and prominent father's fluctuating health. As he stepped through the double doors of the enormous mansion, much to his surprise, the woman who greeted him...
His eyes were a dark brown; like a rich chocolate color. It makes you smile because damn, chocolate is your favorite. His smile is bright like an actor's and his teeth are a little bit crooked but it looks so cute. Oh, and damn, he's hunched over a beer and he smirked at something his friend said and shit. His smirk is hot. His shoulders are broad and his d...
"Okay, big men," I said to the three boys playing on the floor. "Time for bed! Put your toys away, make sure your teeth are brushed, and hop into bed!" They scattered and all three headed for the bathroom at the same time, so I started picking up toys and tossing them into random bins. I'm sure Brendan would have a fit in the morning about where I threw his...
Every time I think about sex, I instantly think about one guy name Rick. What makes me have excitement for him is that he was nothing like any guy I have been with. He was a good old country boy with a strong athletic body and a sexy farmer's tan. He got blonde hair and blue eyes that I can look into all day. The way he would hold me I would feel fully prote...
Neil stood up shakily and climbed over into the cockpit. He was totally spent, and Ros sat up and smiled at him. "Thanks for that." She said, quietly. Nail stared at her slim body and her face framed by her wild hair. She looked beautiful in the candle-light. Around them the African darkness shrouded the boat, while along the shore the fishermen's kerosene l...
Right now, as I stand here with this gun in my hand, aiming for the left temple of my so-called husband's head, I think of nothing but how wonderful it would feel and how beautiful it would look to see that silver bullet slice through his brain. Damaging tissue, veins and memories. To see his worthless body slowly fall forward, his head making a soft tap aga...
The sound around her, singing, familiar voices, becoming more and more disjointed. "Happy Eighteenth birthday sweetheart." "Why did the voice sound like it was fading? It was not supposed to fade. She could still see the candles, the cake, all the smiling faces. The awkward angle of her body made the sight a lie. She wasn't sitting at a table, wasn't read...