Prologue: The Island, 1813 The woman stood on the shores of her homeland, gazing out to sea. In the distance, the ship was but a speck, no longer visible. The children had left, at last, as shehad always known they would have to.Their father had come to take them away. After seven years, he had finally come. It was too soon. She had been setting her plan...
Well, this is it. This chapter is dedicated to all the readers who followed the series all the way through and kept me on my toes and offered great feedback. All of you made the series more special and fun to write. I'm not ending my writing career by any means but it was time to end JOA. Any closing feedback you might have is most appreciated. Ok, enough bl...
Prologue: Spring 1962 The room was quiet except for the occasional whimpering of the baby in his mother's arms. She continued to rock gently, all the while kissing him and whispering sweet things in his ear. Although the nurses tried every night to rock him to sleep, it was she who had the touch he wanted and needed. Exhausted and fighting sleep herself, s...
Ezekiel Nicholls crossed the city limit line of the small Oregon town he swore he would never set foot in for the rest of his life, driving the same back roads in his Escalade that he had torn down astride his Harley in the opposite direction twenty years ago. The two-lane straight stretch of asphalt that cut through the fields that use to be dotted with cow...
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The Lesbian Misadventures of Parker Posey, 'Don't Call Me Indie Film Queen Heh heh hello! Thank you for taking the time to read this, my first story! And while it is my first, I've had years of writing experience in wrestling role playing leagues. I'm an amateur only in a sense. I've worked hard here to write a sexy story that'll be enjoyable to you all,...
Author note: I know that I currently have two stories currently running, and in need of their next chapters. I also know that many of you are really waiting for them as well. I promise I am working on them, but this story-line and scenario came to me and I felt it best served as a separate story. That is not to say I won't use aspects of it with my other cha...
PROLOGUE: I guess I'm not sure how I should tell this story. My story. My story of growing up and of turning the corner between childhood and adulthood. It happened a long time ago, but even now, when I think about it, my heart stands still. A bit of nostalgia takes me back to that sweet night in Paris, where I lost my virginity but kept something even more...
This is going to be the last that you'll hear from me for a while. I still have several commitments that I've got to fulfill. In the mean time, I wish nothing but the best for all of you. In the mean time, I'll see you when I get done...whenever that is...lol. MoogPlayer ~~~~~~ If wishes were horses, Then dreamers would ride... Jon Butcher ~~~~~~ Have...
Copyright 2017, all rights reserved. No copies, prints, reprints or transmission in any form are permitted without prior written permission from the Author. Any resemblances to persons living or dead are purely coincidental. Tags: BDSM, bondage, domination, submission, sex club, lesbian, mystery Authors note: This story is 52,032 words long. It is purely...