(A Christmas romance) Chapter 1 Jen opened her tiny eyes, it was very early Christmas morning and it was quite dark in her cool bedroom that the three-year-old shared with her toddler sister. There was just a narrow ray of moonbeam peeping through the gap in the curtains which revealed to her a silent movement, a momentary flash of white. There, she thoug...
This is the second edition, revised August 2016. THE SEEHOFER CHRONICLES. THE MEMOIRS OF A COURTESAN - Volume 1. PROLOGUE -- BELGRAVIA. Monday 8th February 1968. Belgravia, London. Rebecca Seehofer felt distinctly nervous. The flat in London's chic Belgravia was cloyingly warm, totally at odds with the sulphurous fog that billowed spectrally in the col...
~~Medusa~~ Never in a million years did she expect to be looking at the face of Poseidon once more. She stared down at the struggling god, at his handsome face. He looked like an older man, but one with all the qualities of attraction, of a man who was powerful and confident, still virile with a touch of age on his face and hair. Tall and broad-shouldered...
Chapter 4: Torn This story is entirely fictional and is in no way connected with the subject. This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. If you are under 18 please stop reading now. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or undead, is purely coincidenta...
Hello my friends! I just want to give a quick update about this particular story. In order for it to line up correctly with another of my works, My Sister Made Me, there has to be a small time jump. The entirety of Lucky Man has taken place over the course of several months, from February to about mid-April if my quick math is accurate. Regardless, I didn't...
Vermillion was a kingdom of possibilities, dreams, and hope. It's neighbor was a bit different. Casor was a kingdom covered in mist, nearly always rainy, and overall was an average place to live in. Casor held all the same amenities that Vermillion did and more. The people of the sullen looking kingdom were of mostly humans, under the eye of a tragic queen w...
Philip Johnson Chapter One When he got out of his car and saw her unloading shopping bags from her trunk he headed toward her saying, "Morning Tisha how's my favorite neighbor." "Morning Jake what are you doing home in the middle of the day?" "I'm doing most of my work at home now. I go in to the office once or twice a week for meetings i...
by Philp Johnson Chapter One When he got out of his car and saw her unloading shopping bags from her trunk he headed toward her saying, "Morning Tisha how's my favorite neighbor." "Morning Jake what are you doing home in the middle of the day?" "I'm doing most of my work at home now. I go in to the office once or twice a week for meetings is all."...
-Chapter 5.5- Sometimes I have pressured myself because I want to achieve and other times because I fear failure. It is not often I put pressure on myself because my body tells me to, pressure to fill a need; to scratch an itch. I fall back onto the bed and the mattress does little to soften my landing. I wish there were a clock in this room something...
We're all on different journeys, but we share a common road. A road that goes on forever and never looks quite the same to any two people. And all those other people rushing past in their own cars are experiencing a journey just as complex as our own; with just as many twists and turns and trials. So, take the time to wave at them and smile. It takes just...