BY LISA BETH DARLING Writing as Ebony Clarke An Anti-Fanfiction Fifty Shades of Grey Piece Moon Mistress Publishing USA Moon Mistress Publishing New London, CT 06320 This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual or fictional eve...
This is the tenth chapter of this story -- It should be readable without having to read the previous chapters, but the back-story does explain how Penny and Sean got into this strange lifestyle. It veers pretty far into Loving Wives territory, and a little BDSM, so if you don't like that sort of thing, please go no further. If that melts your butter, I hope...
"And that's why I think 'Scott's Folly' has always been one of my favorite episodes," Maggie McAllister said as she smiled out at the two thousand fans that filled the ballroom of the Royal Grand Hotel. The cheers that greeted the fifty-two-year-old actress were such that an unknowing observer might think the short haired redhead had won an Oscar rather tha...
Jessie's POV One Week Later The candle sat in front of me at the table, mocking me with my own failure. I focused, said the words, but my fingers did nothing. Miriam had made it look so easy; she whispered the words and a flame came from her index finger, burning brightly before she extinguished it. "You're thinking too much," she said as she watched m...
Salem, MassachusettsSunday, October 28th, 1691 John Jacob Corwin opened the church door for his family, holding it against the chilly fall wind. He stood in his Sunday best, tired from the wagon journey around the bay from their farm outside of Wenham. "Thank you, John," his pregnant wife Abigail said as she walked inside. Their children, six-year-old Emma,...
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the rights to the UFC, Zuffa, or Reebok brands. This is obviously a work of fan-fiction and parody. Views and sentiments expressed within this story are not reflective of any of the characters' real life counterparts. When writing stories that use real people I try to keep as true to their physical properties as I am able to a...
Jamie moaned at the feel of warm lips trailing from her tingling breasts to her ear, a teasing nip on her earlobe waking her up in the most delightful way imaginable. Opening her eyes to the sight of Clark's smiling baby blues looking down at her she wrapped her arms around him and kissed his luscious mouth, feeling him smile against her lips. Oh, god, she w...
"Look Ted," explained John Brock, the National Sales Manager. "If you want to advance, you're going to really have to think about this. You've been with the company for, what, almost fifteen years now? You're a senior sales rep and this is your opportunity to move up. A few years as a trouble-shooting rep. and you'll be in line for a district of your own, an...
This story was inspired by the title of the book, Spousonomics: Using Economics to Master Love, Marriage, and Dirty Dishes. I haven't read the book yet, so I can't comment on any similarities between the two works. -------------- Michael shifted beneath his shoulder bag as he checked his watch. He'd done so at least a dozen times during the five minutes h...
Now, I can assure you that I am not the sort to foist blame for my actions on to another person. On the other hand, and in this case, I think my husband Edgar was in part responsible for what happened. Before getting to the important aspects, let me introduce myself, and treat you to a little of my history. I am generally known as “Pat,” Pat Cooper that wa...