CAST Adrienne Wilkinson – Eve Tsianina Joelson –Varia Ingrid Park – Serita Julie Strain – Daphmina Amy Smart – Aimee Kristin Davis – Sonya Emily Perkins – Constance Reese Fairchild – Cyane Chrissy Masey – Chrissy Alissa Wilkins – Alissa INTRODUCTION FROM THE AUTHOR, J. JASPER MARTIN... The story you are about to read is made completely of my own imaginat...
Author's note: The setting for this story could prove disturbing or challenging to many readers. I make no apology for that; how you respond is entirely your choice. However, I hasten to add that the story is not based on any sect, cult or other group, nor is any offence directed at any group in particular or towards groups of this nature in general. The st...
As always, this story is pure and total fiction so; remember that anything CAN and usually DOES happen in a fictional story. One more thing, this story is dedicated to two of the kindest, most sincere people that I know, and I won't mention their full names because they know who I'm talking about, don't you, Peter and Trish? LOL! As far as everyone else is...
Inside Naomi's cottage the mood was pensive to say the least, Zoe sat on the divan staring at a pacing Naomi as Freddie sat in a chair worrying her bottom lip, you didn't see Naomi lose it often but she looked as if she was about to blow. The dressers had come in after they returned from the opening ceremony to begin the Festival of Feasts, to rid her of her...
(Authors note: Sorry to take so long to update! Real life has been crazy and the holidays are really eating info my writing AND recording time! Will be trying to update chapters in written stories throughout the holidays! Happy Holidays, everyone! T. PS— sorry for the limited sex in this chapter; it is very much a turning point on the plot, however.) Ch...
I paced in the gigantic living room and came to a stop near the almost full wall window overlooking the city. She had a million-dollar view of the skyline and the harbor beyond. It almost distracted me from what was happening to my life for a brief second. Thinking back on everything that had happened to me since Friday afternoon, I realized I was exhausted...
This part wasn't edited/beta read by anyone . I apologize for any mistakes in grammar. **** I wake and she's still sleeping. She's curled around her pillow, arms folded under her head. Her breathing is soft and rhythmic. Her beauty takes my breath away. Her resemblance to Gerry is still a shock but I feel as though I know this girl in a different way. It...
Woodland Hills, California Saturday, May 10, 1986 Well into the thirtieth year of our marriage, I do not remember how it started or, actually, when it started, but once again Lisa and me were into one of our, seemingly, never ending, ongoing arguments... Well, actually, by this time the argument had generated into the silent period. Now, to be honest,...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters herein described and persons living or dead is purely coincidental. *** I had to go back to work Monday; there was no way to avoid it. It may not have been much of a job. It may have even been counter-productive, in terms of the case against my wife (I wonder if that had been a factor in her...
My eyes opened wide as sunlight streamed through the fabric panels hung on over the wall window. For a second I didn't realize where I was, and the noises of deep male breathing next to me added to my disorientation. Where? I was in my bedroom, not a detention center. Thank gawd! Who? Oh, shit, Roger. My husband laid next me, something he hadn't done in...