Authors Note: Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about previous chapters of this story. Thank you again to Margaret who proofread for me. ~ellie ***** The Donati men sat around the big table in the Athenaeum listening to the sermon of the family priest as he retold the biblical story of the twelfth night and the epiphany the following...
Dear Reader, Someone suggested this story would find its proper home with romance readers. I think she's right and I hope you do too. Enjoy! With thanks, August ********************** Saturday, September 9th, 2006. 2:38 pm. The glass panels parted with a swish. Then came the blast of frigid air with its clouds of stale, denatured alcohol. The scent ass...
Introduction: It was not his fault that Mr and Mrs Stanley landed their firstborn with the handle 'Morton Henry'. 'Henry Morton' possibly seemed to them pretentious, suggestive that the famous explorer was an ancestor. On the other hand, they could not resist the allusion. They did not think ahead, to schooldays and the viciousness his fellows could have wr...
A cricket chirped somewhere in the room. Even in my sleep fogged brain I knew that it wasn't right. Even half awake I soon realized that it was the phone. "Yeah," I grunted, after I found the phone on the floor by my warm bed. It probably hadn't been moved in days. Hell nobody ever called me anymore. Everyone I knew just emailed me. "Hey Rick, it is me W...
Ellie dressed excitedly. Mistress Joules never held parties and to be invited; her heart fluttered. Mistress had asked her to arrive early, to help her with the decorations. The though of doing some work filled her with dread so she focused on the fun parts. She wondered who would be there, what the food would be like, thoughts that Mistress might collar her...
I awakened Sunday morning about 7 a.m. after sleeping for just under ten hours. Though I never drank alcohol or used drugs, my head felt like it was full of clothes dryer lint. And my body. Owww! I was still stiff and sore from the sexual workout Emily had put me through on Saturday at her place. Since I am eleven years younger than her and still swim twic...
WARNING: This story includes extremely dark themes, please do not read unless you are interested in such a genre. Thank you for your generous response from the previous act, whilst these stories are not intended for everyone I do appreciate your feedback and support. Natural Consequences Act 2 With crimson morning rays shining through the window, the sil...
Chapter 1 Lightly bearded Ted Brough, dressed in a faded red polo shirt draped over the belt-line of near indestructible faded jeans that topped scruffy soft lace-ups, stopped his Jeep Grand Cherokee on the roadside at the edge of town. The aggressive leader and two irate followers dragged a severely beaten guy from the vehicle. Two centuries ago, victim...
It was Tuesday morning about ten o'clock when Barb's telephone rang. She put down the armload of dirty towels from the previous weekend's party and answered. "Hi Barb, it's Katherine. How are you?" "Oh, hi Katherine. I'm great! I've been doing laundry and picking up the place, so your call is a welcome break." Katherine chuckled. "Sounds familiar. I want...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned, expect to find mistakes. *.**.*.**.*.**.* Chapter 6 Saturday was a beautiful day, blue skies with fluffy white clouds and a ten to fifteen mi...