A big THANK YOU to Blackrandi for agreeing to clean up my mess. * It was the last thing that I needed at that point in my life, but it was the one thing to which I could not say no. My mother called me and told me that I needed to come home to run the family business because my father had suffered a stroke. Someone needed to keep the business running, and...
Idle Hands Part One of The Succubus She'll be sorry she didn't go out with me, Pete Miller thought spitefully. In the abandoned warehouse the preparations had all been made. Around the unconscious woman on the floor, Pete had drawn a circle in silver dust. Inside the sacred circle, runes written with terrifying, fanatical precision demanded the obedience...
It all started so innocently. Warren Marksmith was sitting in his home office catching up on some well overdue household bills, when he received an email out of the blue on his personal email account. It simple read 'Hey Mark, how's it going. Are you still ok for Friday - I'll be flying in to Dallas for 8. See you then, Hank' Warren clicked reply: 'Think...
My step-dad insisted that if I stayed with him and mom for the summer that I had to get a job, but I knew it was my last chance... my absolutely last chance to have a free-from-responsibilities summer before I finished my bachelor's degree and went to medical school. As a compromise, my parents agreed to let me take a summer class or two at a regional campus...
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. I've had a long standing love of Irish lasses. Their eyes, complexion, smiles have always warmed my heart, and a few have broken it. Constructive criticism as always is welcome in the comments, others will be dealt with in the usual manner. *** I'd been coming to this little hole in the wall tea...
His hand became lost in her dirty blonde hair. She pressed back against him wildly, like an animal desperate to itch her scratch. With his fingers clenched around the back of Lindsay's neck, her long hair drowned his fingers and palm. Joseph felt his breathing begin to get the better of him as he ran his right hand down the curve of Lindsay's back. He felt t...
Morgan always dreamed of a big, strong, magnificently muscled stallion being her lover. Hard to the touch all over, brawny, able to protect her so she'd feel safe in his powerful arms. She longed to strum his cut abs like a banjo, abs that were armor-hard plates that could shrug off a sledgehammer to the gut without a wince. Her boyfriend, Roger, was nothi...
I'm Aiden Altman, adopted son of Jacob and Beatrice Altman and only sibling of my adopted one year younger sister LuAnn. Jacob, Beatrice and LuAnn are the smartest people that I know. LuAnn - who is of mixed Vietnamese and Dutch ancestry - and I were both adopted by the Altmans when we were just a month old. Jacob and Beatrice are of average size and looks...
It had been another long week. My workdays weren't as long, but they had become a lot more intense. Because I had been conducting second interviews, they not only took longer, they were a lot more in depth. And that created more stress, even though I was down from the fourteen hour days I'd put in the previous week and a half, to a more manageable ten to twe...
I couldn't get over the difference. It was amazing how being just five or so miles east of the ocean seemed more like a hundred. The skies were back to being the clear, brilliant blue skies Ann and I had been experiencing the last few days. There were a few wispy clouds scattered here and there, but for the most part, it was perfectly sunny; nothing like wh...