"I'm your fairy tale. Your dream. Your wishes and desires. I'm your thirst and your hunger; your food and your drink." -- Klaus Kinski Masozi wondered what to do. He wandered round the deserted hay stacks in the dark field restlessly. Heat came in thick strands. The East African evening was a long time in cooling. He thought he would perhaps wash himself si...
"Only in the fairy tale, does a girls dream come true" By: precious Chapter 23 The guys went to the apartment and got the things the kids will need to stay the night. After leaving the apartment they went by the shop to lock up. All three techs were there. Adam had been by here many times but this was David's first time. He knew he had his own business...
Meg was so warm. Partially awake, she didn't remember her sleeping bag being this comfortable. Maybe it was Luc's. She didn't remember which bag they'd ended up under. She reached her hand out to touch the top of the bag. Her hand touched fur instead. "Fur?" she thought for a second. "Oh!..." Meg opened her eyes to find herself with a wolf fur comforter name...
“Only in the fairy tale, does a girls dream come true” By: precious The next place he drove her too was a reputable ladies clothing store. “Leave everything in here. Take only you, your clothes on you and them sandals on your feet.” He got out, opened her door and led her to the ladies clothing store. She waited behind him at his side and then he opened...
Melinda was a single mum whose life had been average — at least, as she defined average — until she met her new partner, Shane. Everyone around her had typical relationships where the man does his thing, the woman does hers, and the only interaction is part of daily routine. Shane brought a passion and excitement to her life; he wanted to share in every part...
“Only in the fairy tale, does a girls dream come true” By: precious Chapter 18 Gary was already at work and went to the warehouse and booted up all 6 computers that were back there. They do not leave them on or plugged in when they leave for a safety and insurance issue. If a lightning storm ever comes in the middle of the night and there is a bad power...
I awoke to a loud whistling noise. I looked around the room. What was making that- My charm. On the nightstand. It was glowing cherry red, whistling, and burning my bedside table. I could smell smoke. This was not good. My mind went back to when I had first gotten the warding charm. When I was 12, strange things started to happen around the house. Things m...
When her stepmother entered through the cottage door bearing the news, Cinderella was sitting exactly where she always did. And that was in front of the blazing log fire, the ash and cinders dappling her deathly pale skin; naked as always, as clothes were a vanity wasted on one who never ventured beyond the kitchen hearth, the stack of logs and the coal scut...
This story arose when I told my granddaughter the Rapunzel story when she was poorly. She listened politely and told me that I was making up most of it as I went along. True enough. A day or so later I found myself writing it down, not for six-year-olds but for adults. There is no sex in this version (unlike the nineteenth century version I read in which Ra...
This is the story of how Cassy met her Master and the events that led to him to send her to the clinic in the series "Finding Home." If you have not already read "Finding Home", I would encourage you to read those stories as well. Enjoy. Xantu. Cassy always knew which stop was hers without even looking up from the book she was reading. She did not even st...