This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Ethical Dilemmas are: We'll Always Have Paris, Causing a Commotion. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now 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...
I held my breath, waiting for the inevitable. What sordid tale would Drake tell? A female supervisor who had seduced and blackmailed him? Or a jaded ex-lover who'd returned to try to win him back? Maybe it was a crazy stranger at the erotic club in Chicago who had been stalking him? All immature—and not exactly valid—reasons, in my opinion, to tuck his tai...
I was lying in a hotel bed with my arms spread to either side, pinned by my two sleeping children. Preschool age, both of them, and they'd just fallen asleep, which meant I needed to lie still for another fifteen minutes before I tried to extricate myself -- otherwise our four-year-old, who swears she's too old for naps, would wake up. She needed the rest...
"So, other Me, I thought you were going away for good." Cameron Scott of the new nickname Lightmare leaned on the massive dining table facing his opposing self, the Dark Angel with vampire DNA that was reborn in his image. Two Cameron's for the price of one. Both essentially good yet the Angel had his devious moments. His ideas his own. yet filled with a he...
This story is a work of fiction solely from the twisted mind of Chromex. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters are of at least 18 years of age unless otherwise specifically mentioned. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or total, without the author's permission. * Friday proved to be the most in...
Hello, again! Somehow I magically managed to type this one faster, so enjoy. See? I care about you. Life just gets in the way sometimes. * * * She stirred, mumbling incoherent words while wrapped in the soft sheets of her bed. The blankets were insanely warm, so warm and comfortable that she debated even getting up to fight Emiline. She rolled onto her sid...
Happy New Years!! Sorry for taking almost two years to update 'Silent Love.' I hope you enjoy reading part four as much as I had writing it. ~Kaya S. *********** "My father is coming now. I just called the limo driver and he should be here soon too," said Erik as he placed his phone away. They were all crowded around the V.P. Section bar. "Well my beauti...
Author's note: As you might guess from the delay, I struggled with this chapter. Mucho re-writes. It didn't occur to me that five-way sex would be virtually impossible to write in an intimate way. I ended up settling for what a friend rather accurately called "interesting in parts." C'est la vie. I just can't wrestle with this chapter anymore. Later chapters...
I stopped the car at the front of the house, turned off the engine and looked at the clock. Quarter to eleven. "Not bad," I mumbled. It had taken me two and three-quarter hours to drive from my flat in Chester to his house somewhere north of Lancaster. Actually it had taken two and a half hours to get to the gate and another fifteen minutes to get up the p...