I'm Evan, a bestselling author in the hard crime fiction genre, but I wanted to tell my own story. This will be a bit more raw for me, and I have to give you, dear Lit.com reader, some background. I can certainly understand if you are only here for the dirty wordies, so if you want to skip ahead to chapter 2 where the sexy stuff starts, I'll understand. And...
Chapter 1. Girl's night out It was Friday night, and I was looking forward to seeing my friends tonight. It was our regular thing - six of us got together for pasta and wine at an inexpensive Italian place everyone liked. Ok - there are supposed to be six of us. On any given week, there usually were a couple that couldn't make it, leaving the remaining fou...
This is a satirical revision of scenes from Goldie Hawn movies, particularly Private Benjamin, a very delightful Goldie Hawn comedy (at least the first half). My second half travels to another movie (and play). It would help to be familiar with these films, but I clearly can't really suggest that you become familiar with them (although perhaps you might want...
I awoke Monday in a strange bed. I also awoke to the smell of bacon and coffee. Eggs don't seem to have an odor, unless they have gone bad. I expected to see Moseby in the kitchen, possibly dressed as a glamorous June Cleaver but alas the kitchen was empty. Well empty of humans anyway, I found coffee in the carafe of the coffee maker. It was also still turne...
© 2014-2017 Embers The sweat on Rosa's brow chilled as she entered the large air-conditioned lobby. Although the sudden shift in temperature startled her, it offered much-needed relief; Kabira Bay was particularly muggy the day she and her family arrived. Her father, a stocky, pug-faced man with dense glasses, walked briskly ahead of her. He made a beeline...
This story includes a lot of speech with dialect, and I tried to make it sound as natural as possible. Sometimes I didn't spell words how they would sound phonetically in the dialect, because doing so made the word look confusing. Grammatical imperfections in character dialogue are intentional. It's a long story but I'm big on character and plot development...
Gisela was shaking, but even as I considered offering her some comfort, I found my own body numb, and unwilling to move. Think, I told myself. We have Casey. The otherworlder. Gisela, and some of the Kobalt. It's fine, right? I mean, that still gave access to tons of information. As I pulled myself to my feet, Cameron came over to me. "What happene...
Author's Note: Hey everyone! This is my summer one shot. It's a nice change of pace to do something upbeat and funny. This is inspired by one of my favorite new artists The Weeknd, more specifically, his track "Gone". I highly suggest listening to it during the *ahem* steamy scenes. And please excuse my Russian. I am fascinated by the language, but I might b...
"Somebody needs to know the time glad that I'm here, Watching the skirts you start to flirt, now you're in gear, Go to a show you hope she goes, I've got nothing to say but it's O.K., Good morning good morning, good morning good morning." "So? Are we ready to tackle Dinosaur National Monument this morning?" "If you really want to go there, yes. But, to be...
I originally began to write this story as an entry for Literotica's Halloween Competition. Unfortunately, work and other time constraints delayed completion. The tale is re-working of an old fairy story and no doubt you will soon recognise it as you read on. ***** Prequel Granny Fay knew when she was going to die. As a witch it was natural for her to kno...