"Hold still!" I said, as I quickly stripped off my shirt. Put on your armor! She ordered, and I shook my head. "Not until I see how bad this is." I held Casey down, but with all the blood, I couldn't figure out where the wound was. I moved to take her cotton shirt off, but as she winced, I bit my lip, and let go of her long enough to search my satche...
The Passenger Chapter 8 The cubicle that Por led us into was small, but the ubiquitous Gawrran wood paneling that covered the walls gave it a pleasant and comfortable atmosphere. From the markings on the wooden floor it was clear that other furniture or fixtures had been removed at some time in the past, and most of the floor space was now taken up by the...
Hi all! Here it is, the next chapter of Home for Horny Monsters! New reader? There's over half a million words of this bad boy on the internet, I have somehow War and Peace'd myself some monster smut! You could start here, but you would be missing out on some really good stuff. You could also just jump in. Who knows, you might enjoy this chapter enough to g...
At long last, the Finale of Finally. It would probably help to read the first three chapters of this, to understand this final chapter. I really enjoyed writing this couple's story. And though they're of my own creation I've grown very fond of Rico and Sherry, and I hope you'll enjoy this. Something was off with Sherry. Rico could feel it, but couldn't figu...
I had taken my time getting back to Reggie's house. I needed the time to think. Our life down at the Jersey shore and my relationship with Lis was quickly evolving into a surreal dream. It was a five minute drive back to Reggie's but I just kept going. After about an hour long drive along the beach road that ran along the grass covered marshes and sand being...
Chapter 5 The woman who opened the door to my knock early in the afternoon on January 2 was clearly surprised to see me. "Mister Sterling," she said coldly, holding the door open two feet and no more. "What can I do for you?" "I came to ask a favor, Mrs. Palmer," I said. I'd dressed nicely, in the same outfit I'd tried to wear to church before Jeanne shot...
My good friend StangStar06 recently published a romance (8 Mile) about a homeless woman with red hair, just like there is in this one. The stories themselves are different and I actually wrote this story months ago but only recently finished editing it. I just didn't want anyone to think I had stolen any ideas. ROCHELLE It was a chilly night but not col...
This is essentially a romance story set against a background of international drug dealing with the occasional side plot of the usual mayhem. Paranoia: (Pron. para-noya) noun; a mental disorder marked by the unjustified belief that one is being persecuted, usually accompanied by megalomania and insane distrust. Paranoid (Pron. para-noyd) adjective; als...
Year 4 with Jane and Tony, Summer Vacation Pt. 2 Once again, Jane and I were flying across the Atlantic enroute to Nice where we had a home that we inherited from Jane's parents. Jane was asleep in her first-class seat next to mine. She was several months pregnant now and felt rather fatigued from time to time so had been sleeping quite a lot. I sat reading...
Author's notes: Warning: This story contains bisexual sex. There is both hetero sex, and bisexual sex between both women and men. If you're not into that, then kindly back out and find another story. Everyone in this story is over eighteen. I hope you enjoy it. Ratings and comments are always welcome, but please, only if you've read the story. I'd like t...