I have always been inspired romantically by the English gardens made famous by both their beauty and tranquility. Nobility, it seemed, always had at least two or three of them, centered with beautiful statuettes and water fountains. There is no better place to both relax and reflect than among nature in its finest, trimmed and manipulated by man’s imaginatio...
Quick Note: I found this on my notepad from early last year and I have no recollection of writing it, so enjoy. ***** The hours ticked by slowly for Lewis as he patiently waited for the clock to strike 3am. He found himself sat in the front room of a strip club where, quite by chance, he had found a woman whom he'd lived and lost more than once. The woman...
*** Author's note*** Anything in this story is free to criticize and all help is very much welcome. This is my first trial at something substantial in writing as I am a huge fan of the high quality writing and am attempting to put something together like it. Any editors or advise givers please feel free to message me with suggestions! And as always, make sur...
Please note, this is not only my first posting here, but my first ever attempt at erotic fiction. Please don't judge me too harshly, and I promise to get better. As a note for potential readers, this first part is only mildly erotic. Think of it as an aperitif; a little taste to whet the appetite. I will post more if this one goes down well enough. *****...
My story starts off during a camping trip, deep in the woods, well outside of what most people would call civilization, which suited me just fine. I was lucky enough that I had an abundance of cash but nothing on which I needed to spend it on. I was one of the few that managed to make a killing in the stock market instead of losing everything during the time...
To the untrained eye, Demicno was a rundown office building in the heart of downtown Mesa, Arizona. The stucco was as sepia as the sand that blew into the doorway on the day the woman in the suede miniskirt walked through that door. The building was modest, an office area with a single desk next to a large table piled with cases and information she took on w...
The sign said, "SOLD." The truck drove away. The deal was closed, the packing done, the new job lined up. She looked at the sign as the taxicab drove her away, to the airport. This trip would be one way only. She looked back at the complex, a tear of nostalgia forming in her eye. Yes, this had been a good hideaway for her, away from a past whose chapters we...
The banquet during the last night of the journalism conference in Atlanta was perfectly done. About 200 of the most influential journalists in the US were in attendance. The food, including multiple seafood, steak, and vegetarian options, was top-tier. And Cate found herself simply loving the oaky French Chardonnays that were found at each table. Mark looke...
Ali was a shy girl, she always had been. She preferred to stay in front of a computer screen, interacting with the world that way, less chance of getting hurt, less chance of making a fool of herself. So instead of making friends she stayed locked in her room. Her biggest solo activity was trying to write. Being a novelist was something she could do at home...
The princess awoke to find herself alone. All was quiet in her chambers, and there was no sign of the maid but a soft lingering perfume where her head had lain. Surprisingly, the morning found her feeling refreshed and alive, where before she had longed for flight. On the sideboard was another glorious meal, which she set about devouring. She found she was...