Author Note: Hope you continue on with my story! I would love to hear where you think it's heading! Sorry for making you wait so long for the smoochy-smoochy, but the characters just aren't quite there yet. I hope when it happens you will find it worth the wait! Happy reading :) ***** Adam felt like beating someone or something up as he walked away from S...
When Erica awoke, there were voices in the other room, at least one of them sounded angry. She sat up in bed, looking around the room, wondering why she wasn't in her usual sleeping shorts and tank. She tried to remember last night, but it was a blur, like she'd had too much wine to drink. There was a wine glass by the bed, though it was mostly full. She sli...
Mrs Boroclough lived alone, but her house was the biggest in Peasmarsh. It had tall windows with ornate guards, and a polished copper plate fixed on the wrought-iron gate engraved with her name - as if everyone for fifty miles around didn't know who she was. It was far too big for a widow-woman who's children had grown-up and departed, but she insisted that...
Emma Twist didn't attend the champagne reception after Poppy's wedding. After helping take most of the students back to the Grange she left them in the capable hand of Margaret Pardoe and climbed into her little second-hand Fiat. It was her preference that day to make a visit to a certain Lavender Cottage on the periphery of Peasmarsh. The windows were ope...
Week 5: Secrets Come at a Cost "Why did you have to do it?" Zoey asked, trying to contain her anger. "There are plenty of other people who deserved to leave before she did." "Plain and simple, she went against the house in the last vote," Jeremy shrugged as he plopped himself into his usual chair. "Don was her friend. Could you vote out Tyler if you we...
The beautiful white sands of the north coast of Jamaica known as Montego Bay, displays a stunning combination of Old World warmth, Caribbean hospitality and an unmistakable inviting beachfront hideaway, offering privacy and seclusion, to the many tourist that ventured there. Not a single cloud dared to darken the brilliant azure skyline, allowing the unbridl...
Forward: This is a revision of the chapter one to this story. The original first chapter, which you can still read, makes the assumption that a woman could enjoy being raped. Actually we know better. Susan still gets raped in this revision, but it plays out differently. I hope you still enjoy it. Introduction Susan Slattery was proud of herself. Here she w...
Danny had been but a young boy the day the meteor fell from the sky nearly hitting him in the head. He'd felt the 'swish' as it passed by his ear, almost like the sound of a bullet traveling at high speed. And for a moment, he'd actually thought that to be the case until realizing he'd not heard the rapport of a gun being fired. Turning, he saw where the ear...
The familiar sound of women laughing and conversing amongst themselves was a blessing to hear. It reminded Rose that even through tragedy love would prevail and good would triumph over evil. It had been weeks since the last European had been buried and it looked as if the yellow fever that had struck the area was finally gone. Prayer had worked, and God had...
Alexa clenched her jaw and resisted the urge to gouge her own eyes out. Instead, she let her long nails dig into her hip as she stood firmly in front of Ron. It was the third time that day that he had started screaming at her, and she was about ready to shove her stopwatch down his throat. First it was that his complimentary parking pass was only good for a...