Author's Note: Hi, again! This is the third story in my series about Lena the modern-day witch. Her tale started in "An Ill-Advised Kiss," which I posted back in 2013 and for which I received a lot of kind and helpful feedback (thank you!). Real-life then got in the way of fun and I left Lena and friends alone until 2018, when I posted "Cruel and Unusual Mag...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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 are...
(Thanks to Shawhollow for taking so much time to edit so many of my stories. Thank you.) *Your private life and public life are never separate because the brain never stops thinking* "Are you going to tell me what that was about?" I hint to Echo as my car pulls away from the charity event. "I can't right now," she furrows her brow. "I need to think a...
The atmosphere in the town meeting was tense. The local people were obviously separated into two camps with one occasionally popping an insult across the aisle only to have it returned with equal venom. Just before the mayor took his seat to start the meeting, a tall, lanky man entered and took a seat in the back of the room. Most of the people turned to see...
Patrick's POV I instinctively ducked away from the fireball and the flying debris, raising my right arm as I twisted my torso down and left. I felt the car rock and heard the impacts of objects on it, like hailstones. I gathered myself and sat back up, opening the door and running towards the explosion. I heard the car start behind me and tires screech a...
This is a story nothing serious and couldn't find an editor. Not much sex, no cuck and no BTB. Just another sad tale, but a warning the narrator is not necessarily telling the truth and his views do not necessarily reflect the author's. The object in my hand is small and seems entirely harmless. It is less than five inches long, a little over two inches...
I Once upon a time, the world hinged on the decisions made by the Seeded Council - they had been an assembly of the most powerful wizards and witches and royal envoys from across the realms and city states that orbited and touched the Cardinal Roads. They would meet in the great tower forged of dark obsidian and bright crystal called the Heligopol. The Heli...
*A secret story I've had for awhile, but was saving for release this Halloween.* * He could still hear her moaning; from just outside the bathroom door, where he had sealed himself, he could hear the gleeful grunts and ribald snarls of his latest conquest. It wasn't supposed to be this way, of course. He had taken precautions; or...thought he did. Clencing...
Steve was surprised only by how quickly Gwen's detractors had managed to set things in motion. He had expected the 'dance' to begin during the summer recess. He was already feeling quite irritated when he was stopped by a TV reporter as he made his way through the airport. "Can you shed any light on these ethics violation accusations? What exactly is Gwen A...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. * "It's right down there, Daddy." Lisa pointed out the window. Alex Myers shook his head and frowned. "I don't see anything, kiddo. Are you sure they said here?" His Toyota careened down the dirt road, slowly...