Storms are brewing in the north and the south. Darrell, the Hansons, the LeRouxs and Lizzy. * Back in Chicago Antonio Vega or as Evie Gorder knew him, Darrel Smith silently sat behind his imposing desk and watched the Chicago sky darken. This disrespectful bitch, Evangeline, was really starting to piss him off. He tried to play the nice guy but apparentl...
Chapter Three: The Wilder Side Gwendolyn ———————— I was staring at my own face in the phone. I had been out shopping when an alarm I didn't remember setting went off, and the timer was titled "Check Videos". I knew it was me but not. I had apparently left myself a recording but... I didn't remember doing so. Because, let's be honest... those weren't my ey...
So Hi guys! This is my first story and I hope you like it! I'm apologizing in advance for any typos or grammatical errors. Please vote and I would really LOVE feed back, so yeah hope you like it! This is chapter one and two so no actual sex scenes yet, sorry next chapter I promise. Oh I'm looking for an editor because the two I have asked, haven't responded...
The San Francisco offices of the Hearst Communications group occupied a fashionable highrise in the downtown area. The building hosted the main offices of Cosmopolitan for Futas, Futa Housekeeping, Futa's Day, and Oprah Magazine but for Futas, as well as a laundry list of other web and advertising media that catered to the hermaphrodite population. As San Fr...
I was lying in bed with Evangeline. That was not really her name, of course. It was early Sunday morning in a motel at the east end of Long Island. She was a graduate student at the women's college where I was a professor of English literature and composition. I suddenly recognized that I had skipped over a facet of my life that was part of my autobiography....
**Author's Note: For the full effect, be sure to listen to Billie Holiday's version of Body and Soul before you read** ***** My days have grown so lonely For you I cry, for you dear only Why haven't you seen it? I'm all for you, body and soul* Jonathan stepped into the choking cigar smoke of La Petite Evangeline like a man walking to the gallows. Thoug...
(Author's note: to fully understand this story, please read "Halloween at St. Etienne" as a precursor to this story. It provides some background information on some of the characters and situations presented here. Thank you.) Prologue The San Diego Union Tribune October 4th 2002 San Diego, California - The manhunt for a serial kidnapper dubbed the "Midn...
Hello everyone. So the story continues. I tried to spice this chapter up just a bit and I hope you appreciate it. I certainly hope you enjoy it, and please share your thoughts. This entire chapter is dedicated to a dear friend of mine, Jim. Jim believed in me and my ability to write even when I doubted myself. He has been one of my biggest cheerleaders....
***So here's where I trot out the sidekick. For a male detective, if he has a male sidekick, it's often to inject a little humor. If the sidekick is female, she's often portrayed as being hopelessly in love with him. Shauna is Wesley's sometime sidekick, though he tends not to be shy at all about telling anyone that she's the mastermind, which is someti...
John-Paul Jackson grew up with his older brothers, David, John-Luke, and John-Mark, on the Mississippi side of the River. Their daddy, Isaac, and their momma, Ruth, raised the four boys on a 20 acre farm near the River, raising cotton, and enough corn, beans, and potatoes to keep the family fed. Every year they would butcher a hog and a calf to keep meat in...