-------------------------------------------------- May the golden butterfly lead you throughout your reading of the journey of the last MacEirc royal bloodline -------------------------------------------------- Chapter 1 The story began when Coinneach was just a little boy. The servant picked him up and kissed him once on the cheek. Tears streamed dow...
After Bev left, I spent the rest of the day relaxing on the balcony. Jay and the guys spent their time catching up on work. It was late afternoon when I came inside and heard my phone ding. It was a message from Bev. "Hi honey. Frank is awake, a bit drowsy but awake. We would both love to come down tonight." Bev typed. "Fantastic. Come down about seven o'c...
Author's note: As I drafted this story I realised that the character of Jacqui Thorne is in fact the same person as the unnamed mother in my Incest/Taboo story "Edward and Mrs Milf", and that the action here takes place a short while after that of the older story. I therefore reworked the present story a little so as to make the connection more explicit. How...
Sabrina burst through the door to the lodge, gasping for breath. Bosley ran to her side. "Sabrina you got away!" he exclaimed. "How did you do it?" "Wasn't easy," she panted. "Where are Kelly and Kris? We need them to help us catch these guys." "You mean Kris wasn't with you?" "No, what do you mean?" "They kidnapped Kris too. We thought you'd be togethe...
Hazel fidgeted as she sat on the sofa. Trudy seemed to notice her discomfort, and reached out to hold her hand to reassure her. Thankfully, Trudy had been even less skeptical than she had expected. When she had told her about the incidents on the beach and her concurrent dreams, Trudy had laughed at first, but then she seemed to suddenly switch tack and beco...
Things at work had been tough. The recession had bitten hard and I was working twice as hard for half the results. Numerous meetings, lots of chat and very few contracts. Everyone had said that they were sticking around for the summer but when I tried to get in touch, they were all on holiday. I was getting stressed and needed to unwind. As I hadn't been ea...
It was a long and exhausting trip that I had the day before and all I wanted to do was snuggle in your bed while you went to your class. I could hear your alarm go off the next morning, and I nudged you to wake up. You rolled over and pressed your bare chest to my bare chest and held me close to you. I could feel your heart beating in your chest and your hot...
It was our own private stretch of beach, no one around for miles. The Pacific lay at our feet, occasionally washing up treasures in the form of beautiful shells that we collected as we went on our evening walks. Sometimes you would pretend you could see Hawaii and you would wave to all the hula girls, asking me if I wanted to get lei'ed. Or you would pick up...
Tell me no. Tell me You are on Your way here, that i must be ready for anything. Tell me to wear my hair up, so You can pull it from its pins; my skirt must be full, so breezes will blow away my modesty. Choose light colors so the forecasted rain clouds that are storming overhead will surely soak through my gossamer dress and reveal the lack of appropriate...
Sierra sat at her desk where the gleaming sun was pouring over, as usually in the morning. She wondered how she would make it through another exhausting day at work. She noticed herself in the mirror, slumping with her hair loosely in a bun. She sat upright in her chair, tucked her shirt in, fixed her hair some and sighed again looking at her reflection, whi...