Ahri hated top laners. They were cut from a brutish, simpleminded cloth, and seemed completely at peace ignoring the entirety of their team in favor of trading blows back and forth with their respective lane opponent. For them, it was all about winning the lane, not winning the game, and therein lied the Kitsune's gripe: they were, without a doubt, the most...
My name is Melanie, and I am a student at a large state university—a place that has quite a reputation as a party school. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that I am masquerading as a student to get some interesting perspectives on college life in the millennial age. I am really a writer/blogger working for an alternative newspaper. My editor approa...
Keith's first and last season as assistant softball coach/assistant football coach at Westside high school was unofficially coming to a close today, which was the last day of school for all students. He knew the day he was hired that he probably wouldn't be stuck coaching high school sports for long, and sure enough he'd gotten the call he'd been waiting for...
When I was a college senior, my good friend and roommate Gary was dating this very good-looking chick, Patty. I was not dating anyone at the time, so I accompanied them one Friday night down to the "strip," where all the bars and clubs were that catered to the university crowd. We were en route to this New Wave music club where we partied and danced from t...
Author's note: This is an edited version. Hopefully I have fixed and clarified the confusion created by the name mix-ups I had in the original version. This version is clearer and should offer a better reading experience. Thanks for the input. *********************************** "Whoa! Sorry!" I cried, embarrassed as I walked in to the bathroom. I had for...
Ami shook her head in disgust. What was the matter with her? This was the third time tonight she had lost track of her studies. A natural speed reader, she could usually get through her nightly assignments in a little over an hour. Tonight though, after almost an hour and a half, she wasn't even close to finished. Worse, she couldn't name what was distractin...
"I am positive I could get her in the sack. I think you’re just afraid to make this bet." That was Justin, my Best friend talking. We’re both in our early twenties now and for nearly ten years we’ve known each other our relationship has been intensely competitive. When we were boys we constantly competed against each other in everything from school...
Note: There's no graphic sex here, folks, so if that's priority read no further. However, if you find compelling two would-be lovers, both married to other people, caught up in moral conflict, read on, because that's what this romance story is about. ***** Tim No, I wasn't surprised to learn that Addison Weil, a late wave baby-boomer, was married with gr...
Chapter Eleven // While trying to sort out where this installment is going, I went back to the beginning and compiled a Dramatis Personae and spent some time cleaning up contradictions. It'll all be straightened out in the book. Sigh. // Post-shower Megan lay face down on her bed while Lin took photos and then soothed ointment onto the thin red lines. "D...
Kenji woke up the next day, earlier than he normally would. He couldn't really sleep. Yesterday, his succubus lord mother forced him in a bind. Kenji had to impregnate a hundred different women before he, and his fiancee Aoi, got married. The wedding date was one year from now, which meant he had his work cut out for him. The prospect of cheating on his new...