Author's note: This story takes place during season 2. *** The woman who called herself Amanda Clarke stared dumbfounded at her TV screen, unable to believe what she was hearing. It was true it might mean this nightmare was finally over... or it was just beginning. It all depended whether Emily Thorne, a.k.a. the real Amanda Clarke had done this, and if s...
After Joe was gone I put on a silk robe and dried my hair. When I walked into the living room I saw the book lying on the coffee table. I carried it to bed with me to read. When I read the table of contents, I was surprised that it didn't have a guide to whips and chains. I guess Joe was right when he said BDSM is much more than that. In the section on Domin...
My name is William Harold Smythe and this is the story of how I became one of last true immortals. My life began in the year of our lord 1747, on March the fourth, on a small farm outside of Trenton, New Jersey. I was the fifth son of a wheat farmer named Caleb Smythe. My father was a second-generation immigrant when his father brought his pregnant wife over...
This is the next chapter about my first year in college. It is based on my diary from almost 20 years ago. It obviously involves interracial sex so if this offends you, please do not read further. If you like my story, you can read my earlier chapters to get a better understanding of the events unfolding. * I didn't hear from Mark or Brian for the next few...
Kayleigh whirled around. Standing behind her was an authoritative-looking man in a suit, clean-shaven and with fading brown hair. He looked like the sort of man who would play the President in a movie. Kayleigh found herself backing up against the window, trying to put distance between her and the sudden arrival. "This guy just popped up out of the floor,"...
I heard the talk from the hallway, indistinguishable words fading even before I reached the break room door. Inside, three of my co-workers shifted in the silence, sipping cheap coffee. They were like most of the people here, still shunning me as the new guy. I wasn't sure if I should hold it against them. I was brought in because of flailing production and...
At one-thirty in the morning, Hatake Kakashi would like to be doing either one of l three things: Sleeping, reading an Icha Icha novel, or having sex. At one-thirty this morning, Kakashi was doing neither of those things but he wasn't at all displeased with being called out of his home this morning in particular. It wasn't something that required great urgen...
BB lay between awake and sleep, her thoughts on this dream, this wish that now cuddled beside her. His heat warming her chill soul, and his caress resurrecting ancient memories filling her blissfully in a passionate embrace: Love. To feel as he felt, secure in his arms free from the lonely, empty cold she held the memory living the dream. Drawing him closer...
**Many thanks to Aries77 for a great editing job!** Shelly Landford said goodbye to her best friend, Lisa, and set the phone into its wall-mounted base. Shoving her hands into the back pockets of her jeans, she stepped over to her back door and peered through the small square window. She shook her head. Lisa is crazy for going on a night like this." Shelly...
"Damn it." She moaned to herself, more in self pity than anything else. Her one bottle of vodka was now empty. "You were just full." She said, and she knew her words were probably slurring a bit. "Well, now what do I do?" She asked the empty kitchen. She knew she shouldn't have started drinking, but especially not drinking alone. She would have been with her...