I debated about what category to put this story in. I almost put it in Erotic Horror because it contains elements of the supernatural, but it's not scary. Essentially it's a love story about the ghosts that haunt us all. I hope you like it. -- e65 ### "I know you're going to love it here in Gilcrest Falls, Mr. Baldwin. It's a beautiful town." Craig Bald...
I wrote this one just for fun, enjoy! December 12th Present Day The twin spirits of Christmas sat in matching leather recliners each holding a tablet computer, each making 'Hmm' noises until... "Looks like you are going to have to start even earlier this year brother... there are so many naughty little girls this year..." Chris said. "Yeah... all those...
Chapter 7: Reaffirming Love As Junie was cleaning up from breakfast, Donna spoke to Bob, "You are on your own for a while this afternoon. Both Junie and I are going into town." Junie looked up from the sink, her eyes questioning, and she asked, "We are?" "Yes, we are going to get our hair done." Bob laughed and ran his hand over his unkempt thatch of...
Mrs Reilly's Victorian-era house was considered one of the finest in Brewer: made of Kasota, the premier building stone of Minnesota, it featured colonial revival lines with an off-centre tower and Tudor arches. The attendance at the widow's afternoon tea was big, fully 30 or so ladies, all divorced or widowed Moms. And all so very well-dressed, in their w...
While A'ishah doesn't know it, her friends plan to spring her. Also, she gets to know more of the ones that she's coming to love so much. Especially the younger ones, the mystic Zhaeri and painfully shy Koåhn. 0_o ****************** The guard noticed someone in the darkness on the other side of the gate and looked to see if he knew them. "Bring your mas...
Thank you for the comments and votes. This is my first attempt at writing a novella, and I hope you are enjoying the story. Also much like Pippa, my only languages are English, Pig Latin, and really bad French spoken with a Southern accent (Thanks loads Mademoiselle Baker) so the Swedish quoted here is from my poking on Swedish to English on-line dictionarie...
(This story is based loosely on Sherrilyn Kenyon's Dark-Hunter series and is co-authored with my friend Tara.) Callissa Donahue pulled into the parking lot of "The Volcano" and cut the engine on her motorcycle before she kicked the stand down and threw her leg over the seat and pulled her helmet off. She shook out her bright red hair and let the waves f...
{Some question, criticize what I have to say. There are so many different points of view. I would like to say the unkind comments don't bother me, but that would be a lie. I am just doing the best I can. I know I struggled to decide on a catagory for this story, I think this one is right. The only thing I know for sure is I do have just three choices. I c...
Maxwell relaxed in his Escalade waiting. From here he could see the tennis courts where Tina McKee was practicing. She was ranked number fifteen among U.S. high school players. Maxwell admired her thru a pair of binoculars. She was five foot eight and had the body of a world class athlete. Her arms and legs were powerful and firm. Her skin was a bit mo...
Martin woke up and assumed that he was in Heaven. At least, he hoped it was Heaven and not the alternative. Dying had been a disappointment, not at all what he had expected. No tunnel of light, no welcoming messenger, no flashback to events of this life or any former ones. Just the shock of the southern ocean, the impact of the rogue wave that had swept him...