Dark, aged eyes took in the hustle and bustle of the early morning commuters making their way to their very first train of the day. Their sleek suits and polished briefcases making contact briefly with their neighbors, though no one ever minded. It was customary to feel the flow of traffic beside you, for it reminded everyone why they rose every morning and...
Disclaimer: All DC characters are owned by DC COMICS, not me. I am just a fankid on the net who had a fever dream and wrote a story that happened to involve a few of those characters. Thanks and please enjoy. ------------------------------------------- Detective Bullock was looking down at the small notebook he usually kept in the breast pocket of his coa...
It had been a long week and I was looking forward to relaxing at home with a cold beer and maybe a pizza. I put my suitcase by the door and wandered into the kitchen for my first brew. The house seemed unusually quiet to me as I popped the top on a Bud Lite. That's when I realized that the damn dog wasn't around. That was pretty unusual. Normally she would...
Dedication To Snowbear, ScarletKisses and Zeke, thanks for everything. A story is going as good as the editors behind it. You guys rock. ***** Prologue "Welcome to another edition of Late Night with Lou Smythe, I'm Lou and my guest tonight is Rain de Guerre, lead singer of Les Vampires. Mr. De Guerre, you've had quite a career, no less than seven pla...
Chapter Five: A hot time in the old town The police and fire departments wouldn't let us though the barricades and there were EMS personnel on hand, so we parked and watched the fire burn helplessly. Keven was angry and he stalked back and forth along the barricade like a caged tiger, glaring at the burning building. I tried to take his shoulder to comfort...
"Candace! Candace!" She heard Mainwaring's voice but she was too numb to move. Her arms felt like lead and she was light-headed from the blood pooling in her head. The leather restraints fell away, one by one, and she was helped to her feet, only to find that she could not stand. Strong arms bore her to a place where she was laid down and covered with somet...
Sutton was still scared. She stood naked and blindfolded, waiting for his command as only an eager slave could. Every nerve was on end. Every hair was standing. Every fiber of her was quaking, every bit waiting for his word. "I play rough, detective. Can you handle that?" "I can handle a lot more than you think, Jack." "Really?" A thin tone of playful di...
To whom it may concern, My name is Natalie and I am a 26 year old widow. This is my story of love, murder, and lust. Well as I mentioned, I am twenty-six; I am a five foot eight brunette with an hourglass figure. I got married right after college to my college sweet heart. I was 22 and he was 23. Everything was going great, or so I thought, until I was dr...
The detective pressed his ID against the spy-hole of the door and announced his name and rank clearly and decisively. “Police, ma’am. Detective Thomas Patterson. May I speak with you please?” The door opened slowly and halted as the gold coloured chain locked into its catch. Patterson caught a whiff of Eastern cooking mingled with the scent of Anais Anais...
^*^*^*^*^* Salina snuggled more into the comforter and smiled in her sleep. She heard the beep of her phone and realized it was what had woken her the first time. Trying to ignore it, she focused on going back to sleep. She wanted to keep dreaming about the what happened the day before and smiled at the tenderness she felt. She and Storm had made love almos...