The story so far: Hoping to earn a little extra money in case she's fired or has to quickly leave her job, office worker Marissa has accepted a very attractive offer from a marketing firm to evaluate a new product for them at their New York City headquarters. *** It had taken a little over a week of back-and-forth e-mails, but Marissa and the folks at QSA,...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. Sarah Palin, Sex & Valentine's Day The Alaskan ex-governor and a writer make a love connection on Valentine's Day. For the record, I'm not a serial killer in the way that Ted Kaczynski, the Unabomber, was or a survivalist living in the forest by Walden Pond in the way of Henry David Thoreau. I'm not ev...
This is the third part of the series, however, it's recommended to read the first, second part and then the Thrilling Bus Ride story before proceeding to get better perspective of the setting and the characters. I was having 'quality time at home' which translates to eating my dinner while my father was watching the news channel and my mother working in th...
Chapter 1 '4:27 am', read the digital clock on Mina's clunky silver phone. The device looked like it was from the early 2000s. A gloved hand grasped the phone tightly; gosh, Mina never had been very good around electronics. Weren't young people supposed to be good with these kinds of things? She was only twenty-four, and still felt like a child. Mina knew...
Author's Note: So, I wrote this while sick. Coughing, sore throat, runny nose, the WORKS! So, it's a bit shorter than previous chapters and future chapters. For this, I am sorry. But if you feel any up-swelling of ire for this, know, I am being punished even as you think it with my sickness. Bleh. The Tale of Resh Craig June 4th, 1876 Somewhere on the...
You are always so good at making lists, Becca! This is a compliment I hear a lot from colleagues and friends alike. Always meant sincere, it does have a backhanded element to it. It labels me organised, bureaucratic, predictable. Rebecca, the Excel Queen. Rebecca, mind you. Not Bec or Beckie. Not Becca, either. But people are so quick with shortening my na...
October 31st Logan cursed himself. He was blazing down the dirt road in his Sierra pickup, trying his damnedest not to skid out into the wall of trees on his left, or fall off the embankment on his right. He was running late. It wasn't the first time he'd fallen asleep fishing Silver Creek; nor the first time he woke up, sun-burnt with a horrendous tan line...
This story belongs to three genres: Mature, Fantasy, and Erotic Horror. This version of the story involves an older man and a younger woman. This particular story is actually an alternate version of the original, Nebemakst Bound. Each version of the story is very similar, so you can choose any one of them to read, depending on your personal preferences. T...
I waited patiently for the stewardess to fix my drink. I watched her hands delicately work a pair of tongs to pull at cubes from the ice-chest resting on the airline beverage cart. She then poured vodka and tonic over the ice cubes and swirled the drink in her hands. I knew it was a perfectly measured 50/50 ratio. She handed me the drink, leaning over the b...
Welcome internet walker. If you have come across his interactive story then you have been selected to join in a little experiment. An experiment that will give you the power to pause any female YouTube personality in the same position as in a video and teleport to her location at that moment in time with the help of a special ipod. For your understanding her...