The door shut behind her and she reached back, turning the lock and the deadbolt both closed with heavy clicks. Scarlet Sting leaned back against it, clutching a white slim box that looked as though it held more than it was intended to her. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back against the door, her green, wavy hair out of the usual braid, free and...
I Payal felt that her world had ended now that Shahnawaz no longer was around to support and love her. Rather than things improving, given that he had been very successful in his business ventures and Payal had gained a name in journalism, everything had collapsed around her instead. Within hours of his demise, scores of people had descended to express th...
The order of my stories to read is: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, Case of the Executed Evangelist series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10. The Murdered Football Player, Ch. 01 Feedback and constructive criticism is very much ap...
Dear Readers, I want to thank everyone who has stuck by this story. I apologize for the delay in updates, but I have been busy in my personal life. I'm glad to be able to focus on these two again, and want you to know that your comments and feedback keep me going, and motivated to finish this tale. For those who are enjoying the read, there will be more upd...
smokeSCREEN bookFOUR : THEbecoming * * * part ii : the coffin nail * * * whenever i'm alone with you you make me feel like i am home again whenever i'm alone with you you make me feel like i am / whole again * * * * * * The flashlight bobs and I throw the heavy blankets across the bare army-surplus mattress. "I really don't need the mat...
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My name is Amee. I am 24 years old and I am currently working as a volunteer in a remote community educational project in Southeast Asia. The conditions are very Spartan and the nights are long, my only enjoyment being my thoughts, fantasies and fingers. Like many girls I suppose, I remember every delicious second of my first sexual encounter with a boy. I...
Rick was startled by his working cell's ringtone, lost in his own thoughts as he was. He thought that he had switched it off earlier, but apparently not, because there was Mozart, 'A Little Night Music,' ringing from somewhere in his apartment. It was a new ringtone, new enough that he still smiled inwardly at its innuendo. Of course, he always had the opti...
It was a sunny Saturday in early March, around noon- we got up late due to a late evening Both Amy and I were hanging out in jeans, t-shirts and socks- her long soft dark brown hair in a ponytail ... my hair-long since gone. The kitchen of my duplex still smelled of the French toast feast we had just finished, after a heated debate over the proper vanilla/ci...
It had started as a force, a power that fed on the despair from the lost souls wandering the wastelands of transition. But transition was not the final place, and eventually the despairing souls would find the way to pass through and new ones would appear to take their place. The force had learned to reason and to manipulate, it had learned that there were w...