We met at university, I was a couple of years older than her, she was nineteen, I was twenty-one. We had fairly quickly gravitated towards each other, we came from not dissimilar backgrounds, blue blood and old money. I come from the South of England, the second son of wealthy titled parents, Henrietta comes from the North West, the only daughter of wealthy...
Good morning, and thank you for the opportunity to give this paper to your esteemed symposium. I am most grateful to you. The field of socio-biology is an exciting one right now, and I have been lucky to study one of the most significant areas of impact between the developing field of ground-up genetic engineering and social behaviour. I refer, of course, to...
Chapter 33: House of Mirrors "Did you miss me?" Gharla's face went white with rage. "How dare you show your face here again!" Before he could react, she punched him across the face. He stumbled back, rubbing his cheek. "I suppose I deserved that." "You deserve to be dead!" Gharla snarled, spit spewing from her mouth. "The way you treated Zyra! The way...
Note for readers: Loli, a mixture between her mother's name, Lola, and her father's name, Eli, is barely 18. She has a level of innocents to be misnamed by some as naive. Painfully so. For Loli, sex = kissing mouth to mouth. Anyways, enjoy. ***** Richard waved me over to the side of the hall. "Hey Loli, me and a few friends were going to go camping for sum...
The hike up the steep hillsides of her hometown was a familiar one to Jessica. She came here a lot when she was little to get away from her bitchy family and overbearing mother. The fresh air and the steady heat always made her feel more alive and in touch with the world around her. The tall trees dripped with both moss and moisture, and the clear creeks tha...
Dear Readers: Thank you so much for the positive comments! I am so glad you are enjoying the story so far. I apologize for the time lapse between submissions and to make up for it, have included chapters 2 & 3. All my best - Emerald ***************** Phase 2 – Contract Explained How long I slept, I'll never know, but when I woke up, I felt absolutely w...
Upon entering the flower shop, he thought he needed a little something to brighten his day. He thought about how things were going for him and the melancholy had settled in to be a way of life. He went right for the cut flowers thinking a bouquet would do the trick, to put some color in his otherwise gray life. After staring at the varieties in front of him,...
Many thanks to goodoldeditor for the editing—the story wouldn't have been posted without it. Gentle ambient lighting, classic blues songs birthed from a retro jukebox, and the symphony of colliding pool balls playing from five different tables constituted the ambiance inside the Southern Cross bar. Most of the people in the bar seemed to enjoy it well enoug...
You find yourself lying on a bed of flowers, having broken a fall which (by all possible means) should've killed you, yet here you lie very much alive and still breathing. You sit up carefully to inspect yourself for any damage, quickly skimming over legs clad in your lightly dirtied brown boots and thigh high socks, you can feel a bit of pain when you push...
"It's the most fascinating find from my trip to date," Mary proclaimed proudly. "I suspect the bud will open in the next couple of days, and I want to be here when it blooms." The board of directors of the arboretum gave their approval without hesitation, giving her permission to extend her stay in the Amazon. Mary was thrilled and promised a full report, sh...