"Ohhh! Who's that?" My companion, an older woman and co-worker, glanced over at me and grinned. "Down girl! That's one who will never be interested in you." I glanced at the mirror behind the small bar. Tall at five-nine, I liked to wear heels, three inches, at the lowest. It made me as tall or taller than most men, which sometimes helps in my job. Long b...
Thanks to the lovely gentlemen who braved my horrible grammar and terrible sentence structure and edited all 24k words. Without them, you'd be grimacing at least every second paragraph. ~~~~~~~~~~ I was cooking dinner when my husband announced he was leaving me. At first I didn't quite hear what he was saying. Our five year old daughter was trying to tal...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. * Lisa rose from the bed and walked slowly towards Joey. He stripped down to his boxers and the dim flicker of light from the candles burning around the deep circular bathtub danced along his skin. His hand reached out for her and as she walked closer he grabbed her blouse and pulled her close to him. Th...
Chapter 6: Peter's story Peter Neilson was tending to his garden. Now the very long days had arrived he enjoyed putting in a couple of hours hard work during the early morning, when the air was still crisp and cool, before he was due at school for the morning staff meeting. The storm the previous day had battered some of his plants, and Peter was busy re-st...
Prologue The year 2024 marked the beginning of the end, as is the way of life. The economic collapse of France started a domino effect that the EU tried desperately to stop, draining the surrounding countries of their resources; toppling one country after another. Before anyone knew it the whole of Europe was drowning in debt, sickness, and homeless. Banks...
Authors note: At the time of writing the government in the UK was Socialist. Once back on the track, they retraced their steps of the morning, fording the river once more, and then followed the embankment over the river meadows, with the tall mound of Huish Coppice looming ever closer. The cutting between Huish and the village was in shadow at this time...
I first need to thank the talented Candace Frazier for her editing skills. Without her help this tale would not have happened. ***** He woke to the silence of the deep Michigan forest. The only sound that he detected was the occasional breeze wafting through the thick pine trees outside his window. The early spring morning still kept the temperature below...
I drove into town to be met by a wall of hostility, not the usual hostility associated with a stranger taking up residence in a smallish country town, which I was, but the hostility towards a man taking the place of a beloved citizen, which I also was. I was because I was guilty of buying up the beloved citizen's property in a mortgagee sale. What the hosti...
I am one of those women who used to be referred to in hushed tones at the church women's group and the CWA (Country Women's Association) scone judging as 'the other woman' and in the press which delighted in reporting such matters as divorce cases, as 'the co-respondent' and in men's clubs as 'the mistress' or 'his bit of fluff' or 'his bit on the side'. All...
Reports were coming in from the farmers on the borders that creatures from hell were attacking the outskirt towns. The king sends three knights to investigate the news. Knight Crawford, a tall lanky man with short hair and an untrustworthy face. He regarded himself a great knight but was nothing more than a rat. Knight Alice, a young blonde with A-cup breast...