A little story for the 2019 Halloween event. I truly love the Halloween season. It's that time of the year when I can mix my drugs haphazardly, and people willingly accept my strange behavior. Enjoy the season people. Don't let the world pass you by. If you need your stories to adhere to reality, then hit backspace now. Please read my profile for my stanc...
Rocky's tale of Faith & Love As I sat in the smoky backroom, working on my bottle of Jack, I couldn't shake the feeling that returning to the States for this tour was a mistake. My bandmates were having the usual fun. Malice (Ed) the drummer had gone off with a husband and wife to have fun. Merciless (Matt), my bassists was a getting a blow job by a voluptu...
Chapter 32: Messenger Their afternoon is much the same as the last, the group spending their time holed away in Laren's office, teaching and instructing Irving on his fighting technique. As if Rick senses her need to process all of the new information, he leads the charge, falling easily back into his former boots of tavern owner. Mora watches the training...
The four friends sat around the small table enjoying the breakfast Katie had prepared. The young wife loved cooking and mixed up a batch of her famous French toast served with fresh fruit and bacon. She could barely keep up as the men devoured the food as quickly as it was placed on the table. Not many words were spoken this morning, they just passed smiles...
I had been surprised how soft his hands were as they ran over my stomach. For someone who did construction and landscaping it was odd. My late husband's hands had always been rough and callused when he was the grounds keeper, despite my forcing him to moisturize regularly, but Marcello's hands were as soft as one of my sisters. Zara had surprised me with he...
Several months ago, I hinted at an epilogue to wrap everything up. Unfortunately, this has turned into not only another chapter but probably should have been two or three. Oh, well. If you haven't read the preceding chapters, you probably should or none of this will make any sense. If, on the other hand, you want to plow right in then have at it. I make no p...
Tuesday morning was pretty slow; although Becky and I were in by 8 o'clock, the guys didn't seem to be in any kind of a hurry. Donald and Brian showed up around 9h30 while the rest came in well after 10 o'clock. They were all pretty beat from the party yesterday, which apparently continued into the wee hours in a few local bars after Maya and I had left. To...
The further adventures of TT Spalding, PI This is just for fun as usual. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoy writing it. Edited as always by Angel Love. My thanks to her TT Spalding, PI – The Industrial Espionage Case. After sitting here for the last three hours, racking my brain, trying to find a beginning worthy of my idol Mickey Spillane, I fin...
My thanks and best wishes go out to Kimtacular for her many hours of editing she spent on this story. * Sara stifled another yawn and looked at the clock again. 12:15am. She was used to getting up early and jogging as the sun came up so this late of an hour was hard on her. It probably wouldn't look too good to her new boss to be sleeping when he arrived....
The Vampire Gabriel was the DJ at the reception as people mingled and took their seats. It was a strange mix of human and supernatural beings under this tent. Most of them were aware of each except for a few who were not, like Patrick's Parents who sat at a table with Lilith, Kevin, and Shadow. It was an awkward silence for a long time as Lilith was trying t...