Note from the Author: I would like to take a moment to thank everyone that has been reading along with Abby's adventures. All of the comments, and private messages, have been really encouraging. Please don't hesitate to comment or send me a mail. I always try and respond to each of them. Chapter nine was supposed to be the end of this series, but with the...
The next morning, when Wesley woke up, the sun had yet to come up but, its morning rays were gently starting to warm the night sky. The earth had been refreshed from the night rain, like a healing had come over the land. It seemed to fit all together so perfectly, his opening up, and the tears going hand in hand with the opening of the skies, and then the he...
9: Impromptu Coffee She was aware of her surroundings before he was fully awake. She opened her eyes and knew where she was, but it still took a minute for it to process through the haze. Her stirring caused him to move. He woke feeling pretty groggy. He smiled at her and gave her a foggy "morning." Some of the intimacy of their night before was lost. He...
The water was hot, piercing, and smooth as it ran down her body from the showerhead. Stacey closed her eyes and felt the water run through her blonde hair. She smoothed her hair back with her fingers, gently massaging the sides of her head, as well as feeling the shampoo run off her fingers. She imagined Michael behind her. Imagined that his hands were on he...
I am writing this and posting it online because Master Ross has told me to do so. He has told me I must write up a narrative and post it for others to read. I am instructed to write a complete honest and detailed account starting from the beginning. I am only to leave out certain details that he told me not to share. Here it is. I am a 36 year old divorced...
Chapter One - Spring The phone rang, jolting me out of my sleep. I looked blearily at the alarm clock. It was 8:19 on a Saturday morning. Who the hell could be calling me? I cleared my throat and picked up the phone. "Hello?" "Steve. It's Jessica." Jessica. Just hearing her voice brought back vivid memories. I walked over to the coffeemaker, thankful that...
Authors note: Horner Springs is a collective concept as discussed in thread "The Birth of Horny Town U.S.A" thread started by litfan10 in the Authors' Hangout forum. Authors who add to this town will pay at least lip service to the other Author's creations and may share characters. My contribution is part of a series of stories that will use your feedback to...
It's the coffee shop we all go to but half of us lie and say we don't. The Stevie Nicks Christmas album sounding awful over the speakers and looking even less attractive for sale at the counter for $14.95. The music and the general vibe of the place wouldn't bother me as much if I didn't have work to do. I'd much prefer to write outside or go to a library or...
Hello! This is the very first chapter to my very first book! I'm 20 and I just now found the courage to post my imagination train! I'm not perfect and it could use some more of something but I can't put my finger on it just yet or grasp the concept well but this is the first step. I appreciate all criticism especially constructive. But please be patient. Muc...
The coffee shop on the river always has the freshest coffee and treats, and I mean treats in the most broadest way. The baked goods were a welcome change from the standard fare most coffee shops carried. From muffins infused with hemp oil to cookies sprinkled with flax this place was a nutritionists heaven. Located next to a bicycle shop and across from the...