Lightening crashed. The flash of light woke Amy up from a start. The thunder from the previous flash of lightening rumbled in the distance. The light wouldn't switch on. It took a second for her brain to turn on and start it's own rumbling. She moaned lightly as she remembered what happened. It was prom night. She had a date with Cyrus Warner. Cyrus was the...
The next days flew by I tried to live in the excitement of it rather than dwell on my worries of the future and the mysterious man who negativity still crept back every now and then. I decided that I would do one final cleansing spell and deep meditation before the big day. I now had a ring of ivy around my forehead, as if my body was giving me a crown for t...
Social Networking is an amazing thing. Eric Paulsen had finally caved and created an online account. It didn't take long before friends and family were coming out of the woodwork, flooding him with Friend Requests. He hadn't been back to his hometown in the Midwest in years, yet his old high school buddies managed to track him down in no time flat. One reque...
Sitting inside the Harvard University library, Evan wondered for the thousandth time why the good Lord made him. Seriously. As a devout Christian, he never questioned the Will of Heaven. However, lately he'd become convinced that God sometimes made mistakes. And one of those mistakes was obviously Evan Blackstone. How else could he explain how he'd never onc...
She sat at the head of the table in her board room as her very persona wore the crown of business world royalty. She wore her dark grey Donna Karan suit the way a queen wears a royal cloak. Her decisions, her gestures and every syllable that rolled off her tongue altered destinies, molded the fabric of reality and kept the business world spinning at her whim...
The day the government of Canada granted me refugee status marked the first day I ever experienced freedom. For in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, as you may well know, women are not free. We're not free to move about when and where we want, nor can we control our fates. We're forever at the mercy of the men in our lives, first our fathers and then our husbands...
Good Muslim sisters are supposed to be prim and proper, flawless in their behavior, pious in their demeanor and quietly serene in outward appearance. I think I was absent when they came up with that rule, for I certainly don't follow it. My name is Khava Dzhabrail, and I was born and raised in the City of Grozny, Republic of Chechnya. On November 8, 1990, I...
Looking at Lucas Boudreau and drinking in the eagerness and lust I saw on his handsome, I spread my shapely thighs teasingly, hiking up my long skirt and flashing just a hint of my crimson panties. In a teasing voice, I asked the tall, burly Haitian if he wanted a piece of me. "If you want it come and get it I'm ready for you," I said, grinning naughtily. F...
When couples tell people about how they met, I sincerely think they embellish things a lot. Seriously. Everybody's got a lousy story about meeting at a mall or restaurant, either that or they talk about a romantic setting like a beach or a park. Me? I met my future wife inside a porno store in downtown Ottawa. My name is Khalid Hussein, not to be confused wi...
Dante watched Angelina glide across the dance floor. Without his interference she really was the most elegant and graceful woman present. And he didn't interfere – either physically or magically – but he did watch, his anger growing with every smiles, every touch, every glance at her partner. Since the dour boat ride across the lake Angelina had made her de...