Chapter 1 – The First Good Hand Written by Saber6, Inspired by Angeleyes Dedicated to all of us who are beyond the prime of our lives, but are still enjoying the prime of life – whose bodies are no longer perfect or even beautiful anymore on the outside, but still possess the spirit and passion of lust on the inside. Enjoy! Angel and Bill had been seeing...
Part One Miranda Holmes locked the door of her small grey Ford car, straightened her grey skirt and checked her grey jacket in the reflection in the glass of the car door before she turned and walked up the short cracked and broken concrete pathway to the fading peeling blue painted door of Number Three, Alderman Lucas Drive, a boring ordinary Council house...
Part 1: Hunter and Hunted --- The sun rose over the ancient forest, its warm, dappled light revealing a small herd of deer gathered in a clearing. Quietly they grazed in the midst of the towering trees of their subtropical home. Quiet they were, but not off guard. Their ears were ever raised, alert for the slightest abnormal sound, their eyes scanning, an...
Note: This is my version of a story called "Civic Duty" that has been on the web for nearly as long as I've been writing. Unfortunately, the copy I have does not list an author or I'd give him credit for the inspiration. I've also lifted my personal prohibition against use of the "N" word after taking a poll on the E&I universe fan group with the vast majori...
Chapter 1 November 22nd, 10:30 p.m., Savannah, GA I sat hunched over, too wired and panicked to sleep but too upset to stay fully awake. I was drifting, day dreaming, wading in it; biting hard into a naked shoulder, running my hands and nails over a glistening back, somehow both new and familiar. I didn't know whose. I heard a woman's voice, a million mil...
Seeing as the original chapter 5 has been bugged -- all that remains of it is a single sentence -- I have decided to reupload it. Luckily, I managed to find it on a secondary hard drive. This is it in its entirety, and I hope you good readers enjoy it! *** Helena ran. Her strides were long, and small rocks and branches crunched beneath her soles with every...
Shane I was playing a dangerous game, one where I would find out just how good my willpower and discipline was. The day her story had posted had started out shitty, with my thoughts still on taking someone back to my penthouse while she was working there, when she was an angel and didn't deserve that. But then I'd gotten to work and it'd been a boring day,...
This story is a repost of the first few chapters of Road Trip, originally posted in 2011. The original version had about 200,000 readers before it was taken down for a major rewrite and a potential book. The story has since been rewritten; although the major events remain the same the thinking, emotions, and many facets of the story surrounding each event h...
Chapter 1 The cold front covering New England was so intense that the conditions outside Karen Lincoln's nineteen-twenties farmhouse were Siberian-like and according to the local radio station's weather forecast, it was unlikely to get any warmer over the next five days. It had snowed heavily for three days, leaving a blanket of snow three feet deep and iso...
(A Christmas romance) Chapter 1 Jen opened her tiny eyes, it was very early Christmas morning and it was quite dark in her cool bedroom that the three-year-old shared with her toddler sister. There was just a narrow ray of moonbeam peeping through the gap in the curtains which revealed to her a silent movement, a momentary flash of white. There, she thoug...