All rights reserved to the author and cannot be used without his permission. * There once was a beautiful young princess who fell into a mystical sleep and no one knew why, or how but they loved her so that they laid her out in the palace and the people came to see her everyday. At least they did at first, you see people are fickle and after a few weeks t...
Someone once said once upon a time was just for fairy tales. Well this is my fairytale come true. It all began 4 months earlier with a few quick, sometimes personal, emails. We soon began chatting on a regular basis and phoning one another whenever we got the chance. With each passing day I was growing more and more fond of this mysterious internet friend. I...
Author's Note: Sorry for this. Side note - I'm putting this in loving wives because that's what Andrea is - or used to be. Disclaimer: I make no money from this. XXXXX Grey People don't get fairytale endings, and rainbows eventually fade to grey. Sometimes, love doesn't conquer all. Rain pattered dismally against the panes. The sky was a peculiar shade...
Texas is a peculiarly beautiful place. North of Dallas there are several semi-affluent neighborhoods with several wildernesses trails meandering along the creeks. It's July, and sweltering hot, so the creek beds are merely trickles of hot water flowing in the cracks between the white stones. Little baby frogs jump out of your way as you walk, the water full...
I couldn't get her out of my mind, a sweet little dirty blond haired girl with an hourglass figure and delicious pink lips. Last night I had dreamt of her, walking hand in hand on a side walk at night, she seemed so short compared to me. Oddly enough it wasn't the first time I had dreamt of her, I remembered a dream from when I was fourteen, I couldn't reca...
"Loving, knowing that you are going to get hurt is like living knowing that you are going to die. Not loving, so you don't get hurt is like killing yourself before you die." * Dear you, I sat here for a good, long time, wondering how exactly I could write this to you in order to convey the deep emotions I feel for you, yet, I'm afraid this will not be an...
I am Pamela from South Africa. I've been married for 15 years in a fairly good marriage to a good man. Truth be told, what starts off as idyllic does lose its shine as time passes, as we get older. One can perhaps say that time allows subdued and subconscious instincts to drift closer to the surface... Dawning on you slowly or suddenly at times. Having been...
It was December 23rd, the day Jo was finally going to meet 'her' Kev. They had met on the Internet a few months before and despite the rather large age gap Jo knew she wanted him and hoped that he felt the same. They were to meet in the town centre and as Jo stood there at 6pm shivering she could see the twinkle of the Christmas lights around her, she felt...
Hello everyone, First thank you for your patience. I had to rewrite this and the chapters that followed because I was not comfortable with what was written before. Again, thanks for your patience. ~*~*~*~ Mitch gently opened the door to Salina's room. Brad was sitting in a chair he'd pulled up to her bedside. Brad nodded to him as he got up and left the...
Chapter 10 Moist. Chilly. Dirty. Sour. Dank. Pebbles that were spine tingling. Soft. Mint. Silky, tickling my chin and teasing my ears. Warm. Moist, wet upon my lips. He was there, his emerald eyes hidden under those perfectly framed blue-black eyelashes. His loose curls draped my ears with warmth, above me was the canopy of the forest, playing p...