I had gotten dressed quickly, throwing on some warm clothes carelessly, save to make sure they covered the disturbingly old-looking wounds on my neck. I also ran a brush through my hair, but only because in catching my reflection in my wardrobe mirror, I realized that the wan, disheveled look might attract unwanted attention. I a quick note for Cara on the k...
Yes, I'm back. But, as a warning from the get-go, updates will probably be a few weeks apart (at least), since the "real world" kind of has a monopoly on my time, these days. Anyway, I hope you enjoy Chapter 5. Let me know what you think. As always, happy reading. ~Eve Even with his back to her, Anna could see the rage wash over Jason. It was clear in...
Notes for the reader: This story began more than twenty years ago. If you're the "get to the action quick!" type, move on to another author. I will relate this account at my own pace. Although I've categorized the entirety of this collection as Romance, because it very well was, there are some recollections that some readers might find an uncomfortable rea...
A helping hand is rewarded Chapter 01 : She fell into my arms, and I fell for her [Author's Note : This story is based on an order of events where one led to another like inevitably, culminating in mutual, and thrilling wrought-up feelings. This love affair took place in Berlin, Germany through my years of study; all parties concerned were over 18 that ti...
Winter would be around soon, but inside the salon the regular visitors and their invited guests ran around half-naked. Halloween has a way of bringing the extreme out in people, just like Mardi Gras and other masked functions. The club owner knew how to make the place nice and warm to allow his guests a safe evening of uninhibited exhibition. He also went...
She got out of the building, moving, as usual, slowly and it began to rain. "It's raining!" she said plaintively to the universe, but she unexpectedly got an answer. It startled her that a tall man with mostly white hair and a white beard was standing next to her, smiling and holding his umbrella over her. "Oh, thank you, sir," she said. "It's so difficult...
Author's Note: This is my fourth semi-annual writing invitational. The previous three have been based on specific song titles: "This Bed of Roses," "El Paso," and "Maggie May." The theme this time is somewhat broader: any country western song. The various authors hope you enjoy the stories – Jake Rivers ~~~~~~ A nod to Microsoft for their great n...
I stayed at Helen's that night, both of us in her bed wearing nighties, occasionally stroking and comforting each other. I fell asleep in her arms with my face buried in her bosom. The connection I felt with this person was sublime. When I woke the next morning, I went to the bathroom to find her in the shower. She was truly a remarkable sight. Her blonde h...
Puppets who kill Offices of the Voice, Ludgate Circus Tuesday 4:40 pm Dan slumped down into the empty desk opposite Amy. He picked up a Styrofoam cup from his desk and tipped its contents into his mouth. "That's nearly eight hours old." Amy said without looking up from her computer screen. "Doesn't matter." He replied. "I struck out with the Iraq connec...
Chapter 14 I woke to the sound of typing. She wasn't being loud about it, not trying to be obnoxious, it was just the soft clicky-clack of the keys of her keyboard as she fired off whatever she was writing. She had the same tendency I did however, to hit the end of a sentence harder, giving the keyboard a nice, soft whack every time. Just some unconscious...