The following is a completely fictional account based on true events. Any resemblance between the characters in this story and the real-life people they depict is purely coincidental. May 25, 1972 Fritz Peterson stood on a hill of dirt, amid a field of green, surrounded by a wall of blue fringed along the top with a distinctive gleaming-white façade. He wo...
Chapter 3 - Mia, Myself and I Mia threw another fast punch into the bag and cried out as the painful electric current ran through her body. The little inverted shock ring hurt like hell, and she was frustrated that her clone body couldn't absorb the charge and become stronger. Her brow was covered in sweat and her heart was beating rapidly. Still, she conti...
Wallflower After surveying my wardrobe choice my best friend threw up her hands in resignation and wailed, "I thought I told you to wear something sexy tonight?" I'm not surprised that she disapproves of my outfit. I went for comfortable and casual, a simple blouse and jeans. Nothing says sexy like understated simplicity. Right? Cassandra obviously had so...
Better late than never. Probably goes without saying now that the series is very far along and those who haven't read up to this point should probably just skip to the sex parts (though I hate that you would). For those who have read from the beginning...enjoy, because the plot twists and turns are going to just keep on coming. Feedback and suggestions alway...
Hello everyone! It's good to be back home for a while. I'm sorry for being gone so long, but because of the book signings as well as the lectures, it was necessary. I hope you all enjoy this story, as it's one that I've been working on for quite a while. Please keep in mind that it is a FICTIONAL story, as well as the fact that ANYTHING CAN and usually DOES...
Grayson Bloome knew he was dreaming because he could hear water. A brook. Rushing over the rocks and between the dogwood bushes. He was for sure dreaming. There was no brook close to where he actually lay sleeping—in Room 04 of The Noble Inn, in the sun-baked town of Pitch, West Texas. The only water that ran in Pitch was the kind that came out of a faucet...
The culmination of Alyssa's journey. Part Six: The Price of Passion Gary was dead, and I had met the man who had killed him. Trying to return to a normal life after that, I felt, was nearly impossible. I withdrew from the semester, and even though it was too late to get any tuition back, I didn't care. I could easily pay my father back, although he would...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
CHAPTER 1 About the time Ash Burton was 170 miles away as co-driver in a car rally and drove over the finishing line to take third place, Sheriff Bates and deputy Frank Lynch reportedly burst into the Burton's ranch house after a neighbor reported hearing gunshots. They found Sally Burton had been shot through the throat, apparently by a small caliber han...
I had never known my father. Mum told me she was trying to protect him, saving him from having his life disrupted as hers had been. She was 16 when I was born, two years off finishing high school. He had told her that it was impossible to get pregnant the first time and although she knew that wasn't true, she was caught up in the heat of the moment. At that...