Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Slash, Incest, OOC, Angst Rating: FRAO // indicates thoughts Summary: This is in response to the picture challenge Elenhin posted a few months ago. If anybody else would like to try their own story, the picture can be found in the challenge photo album. What...
The jungle has eyes. It watches the intruder; it does not let him out of its sight for one second, follows his every step. It has thousands of eyes, which can see but can't be seen, because they are hidden in the green darkness. The intruder can't see further than a few feet into the jungle, but the jungle sees everything. Its gaze is so intense it makes you...
I could feel my fever growing as I lay down on my couch to rest. I had been sick all day at work and was glad to finally be home finding my couch a perfect spot to lie down and watch TV. I figured my sister would be home from work soon and would know what to do with me as she was a nurse for many years now. We shared an apartment in the city together to save...
I've translated this e-mail, sent by one half of a chat-room conversation to the other. The names have been changed, to protect the guilty, and I've taken the liberty of changing certain measurements and sizes into something recognisable to non-metric speakers. There are references in the text to other experiences, which could form the subject of other submi...
Connor really didn't want to get up. He was so comfortable snuggled up, a warm body pressed against him, the scent of lavender tantalized his nose and he buried it deeper into her hair. Connor's eyes jerked open. Girl. There was a girl in his bed. Wait. Apparently not his bed. The night before came back to him, and he relaxed, pulling Kat closer to him. Th...
"Ally, take it easy. That's just the fever talking." I said, leaning away from her. She was right earlier, I should've listened to her and left when I had the chance. Ally's much stronger, her arms had a tight grip on me. She wasn't going to let me go, not without a fight that it. "But I need you. I don't want to leave me alone, not like this. Don't you l...
Chapter One Hundred Seventy-Five: Waiting on Hope I went back to the room -- apparently the captain's quarters, which he was quick to assure me he would have given us from the start had he known who we were; I would never have allowed that, though I was more than grateful for it now -- and sat back down at Alistair's bedside. He hadn't moved, his colour st...
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CHAPTER X "James..." Kristen said sleepily, still nestled in his chest in the warm water. "Yeah?" he asked, resting his chin on the top of her head. "I've been wanting to ask you this... please tell me the truth, will you?" "O... Ok..." James frowned. She straighten her head and look for his eyes, "You told me you left your last ex before going on tour,...
LXXIXSick and SoreLindiwe2069 Although this was by no means the first time in her life that Lindiwe had been ill, she'd never before felt as desperately sick as she was now. Her luck had run out. The Buffalo Pox that had spread across England as it had the rest of Europe, Africa and Asia had finally chased her down. The horrible boils of pus on her face and...