As the sun came up over the dark horizon, shedding light on the new day, Rachel Howards breathed deep, hoping with the new day would bring a new life. She was 18 years old but felt trapped by her parents into staying with them while her father fought his battle with lung cancer. Rachel knew she had to leave, to have her own life. There was a gentle tap on...
Authors Note: Hello everyone. Sorry I have been so inactive. I'm in the process of moving, so I haven't had WiFi or the chance to really write much even if I could update more. At any rate I'd like to reassure you all that I plan on writing these stories to completion. How long that is going to take, I have no idea considering my schedule right now. Also,...
Author's Note: Thank you for all the encouraging and positive feedback! It's very much appreciated. * They rode from the market and out towards the rolling green hills in the distance. Elizabeth looked at the sky and noted that it was an unpromising shade of gray. What if it rains? she wondered, beginning to feel a little uneasy. She watched the scenery p...
The gray walls of the Middlesex Hospital waiting room looked especially dingy in the waning light of late afternoon. Nine year old Silver Cordin and her father had waited patiently for over an hour and were getting anxious. Lines of worry were etched on Steve Cordin's face, as he knew the doctor's news could not possibly be good. Silver tried to read her fav...
9:30. The alarm clock buzzed loudly, interrupting Skyler's sleep. She awoke, sat up, and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Yay. Thursday. More school" she said mockingly to no one in particular. She got up and went about her morning routine: shower, brush teeth while in shower, dress, eat. Skyler really had to get her ass in gear if she wanted to maintain h...
When visitors from Western shores see the domestic help whom almost all Indian households employ, they are in turns, horrified, disgusted, envious, after which a reluctant and inhibiting feeling of taking advantage of someone else's bad times overcomes them. They then tend to treat the ministrations of such "servants" as we call them, as if they were being t...
What I am going to write about happened at a strange time for me, during a sad, crazy, and yet somehow bittersweet summer. My husband Mark—now my ex-husband--was an airline pilot. Before I had met him, he had been engaged to a gorgeous, shapely flight attendant named Sherry. Sherry left him and married a doctor and, he told me, broke his heart. I should hav...
John Hollingsbrook patted his panting horse as he pulled on the reins to stop the animal. High on a hilltop, he gazed down at the cotton fields below. The Hollingsbrook plantation stretched for twenty acres in either direction from where John Hollingsbrook, its current owner, sat on his horse. John, still a young man at thirty-five had inherited the plantati...
Hitori was elated to be called in to her master's chambers. She was not highest amongst his escorts, and she often incurred more discipline than others. Of course, knowing his tastes and their flavors, that may have been a greater compliment than any single word. Still, she felt no closeness to him, only a desire to please him and to be subject to his whims....
Hey everybody. I've been reading these stories for a while and I decided I should submit one of my own. Now I'm new at this so bear with me. oh yeah. p.s. all people in this story are over the age of 18. :-P ------------------ "Oh my god! You're seniors for god sakes! Come on. I know you know this. Think!" April was dying. Could this be anymore torture?...