Ryan had finally chosen between Emma and Claire. He picked Claire, however they had allowed each other to fuck other people as long as they didn't try to make a commitment with someone else. Although they had texted and talked a lot since he finally asked her out the previous week, this would be Ryan's first official date with Claire. In case you missed prev...
Orders for the second day were to show up at his work at five, dressed up like a model again. It was hot for an autumn day when I stepped off the bus, as I had a couple weeks earlier. I walked through the parking lot wearing three inch heels and a tight, form-fitting dress. This one was navy blue with white trim, and exposed my arms, cleavage, and legs below...
All of the events in this story are totally fictional, which means, for those who never paid attention in class, that they never, ever happened. So many words were going through my head. I had just spent the night with the beautiful Morena Baccarin, after having one Hell of a series of bad days, only to walk out of said woman's apartment to see a face I nev...
Author's note: this will be the new one after Demonic Partnership that contains the same characters as my Demonic Partnership but from now on because of how the story has developed it will now be known as Demonic War. This is a work of fiction with the villains though the bits within the nightmare later on in this chapter is based on what I go through as a m...
Long time reader, first time writer here. This is my first story! Let me know what you guys think. I don't think I'll continue this story, but I have many other ideas for different stories. Thanks! ***** I was lying down on my bed and staring at the posters on my wall. The room that I shared with Colin was spacious enough; our beds separated by an empty sp...
Daren made his way into the kitchen and took the leftovers out of the ice box. He was heating up a plate in the microwave when his father Gary came into the kitchen. "Hey son." He said. Daren spun startled then relaxed when he saw his dad just getting a soda from the refrigerator. "Oh, hey dad." His dad looked at him heating up the food. "Hungry, again?"...
Disclaimer: I do not down Dragonball Z and I am not making any profit from this work. Thirst Slowly I look around, inhaling the scents of this city. My sharpened senses pick up the scents that no human could ever imagine. A sickened shiver runs down my spine as I taste the stench of hour old vomit and urine from drunken youths, as well as a million other...
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z/Gt and I am not profiting from this work of fiction. Dear Miss Son We regret to inform you that, after much deliberation, it is the finding of this board of enquiry that your husband is to be declared deceased. After reviewing the evidence, we believe his death was the result of an animal attack and therefore a resul...
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball z and am making no profit from this work. All of the Characters in this fiction are 18 or older. ***** It had been exactly one year to the day since the events at the 25th World Martial Arts Tournament, when the Z-fighters faced off against the wizard Babidi, and destroyed his evil monster, Kid Buu. To celebrate the anni...
AN: Written 2008 A Day at the Office Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball GT and I am not making any profit. All characters are over 18 years of age. ***** Sipping the black liquid in his mug, a shiver ran down Gohan's spine as he drank the cold coffee; its putrid taste waking him from his bored slumber. Shuddering in displeasure as the cold liquid cut...