Chapter 1 -- A Bad Day Turns Hopeful Carol was not having a good day. On top of her other troubles she had just been told that she was being laid off from her executive position at the bank. A tear slid slowly down her cheek as she sat in the coffee shop looking out the window and pondering what she would now do with her life. Just the week before her boyfr...
This story is contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. This is in no way connected with the subject. Don't use this without my permission. Now, on with the story! Awoken abruptly by being shoved and pulled across a rather hot, clingy black latex rubber bed sheet, he struggled to clear his eyes and mind to work out what was...
EDITED BY THE INCOMPARABLE "WIRES" WHO ONCE AGAIN HAS MADE MY STORY BETTER IN EVERY WAY. ***** Bob Trent finished his fourth beer in fifteen minutes. He belched and slammed the empty bottle down on the already cluttered table. The table top was as wet as if water had been poured on it, and already covered with empty beer bottles. Bob, sitting with his frie...
John Murphy was sitting in a plush office; he was very impressed by the size and furnishings. The secretary who had greeted him when he entered was very lovely to watch as she went about her tasks. She had offered him coffee when she had seated him in a comfortable chair but he had declined. Now he followed her gaze as she looked at the clock on the wall. It...
Hey all, this third post starts book 2 of the story, and is about half the book at just short of twenty nine K words, but I left the naming the same to avoid confusion, and numbered this post as three. Enjoy! Dahlia: A new world Copyright 2018. This is a work of fiction. Names, Characters, Places and incidents are either products of the author's imaginatio...
Twenty-year-old Brooke drove furiously from her college back East to her home in the heartland of the United States. She made it home in time to apply for a job as a lifeguard at Edgewood Swim Club, but her poor Camry was now in the shop for maintenance. So, early on an unusually warm Saturday morning in mid-April, Brooke tucked her long red hair into a pony...
A/N: Co-authored with Christine Thessen Chapter 1 -- First Taste She ran through the dark forests not looking back only forward her long crimson hair flowing like blood behind her, her crimson eyes looked around in fear as she ran not caring where her legs took her just to what she felt was safety. He smelt the rich scent of fresh blood on the air and loo...
Part I - Prelude "Bing! Bong!" The doorbell jolted me out of my Sudoku puzzle trance. I quickly tightened my robe around me as I made my way to the front door. I was expecting a caller, but it was a little earlier than we had agreed - about 25 minutes early. I opened the door to the smiling face of what looked at first glance to be a teenager about 5 foot...
Like my first story, this comes from people that I've known throughout my life. This one hits a little more towards home tho, it's based on true events. I incorporated some of the people from my first story, because they all knew each other anyway. None of the names of the characters are real, nor are most of the places of business (a few that had no real si...
INTRODUCTION Connie Shutter, the mistress of a small-time New York diamond merchant, was visiting her parents in Toronto when she was bent forward in pain. She suspected the arrival of her baby was imminent. White-faced, Connie said she was returning to New York. "But you still have three days left with us," Beryl her mom complained but Connie said, "Mom...