~~The Year: 1986~~ ~~Mason Harding~~ Being alone is horrible. Lot of the people he knew — knew being a strong word — thought being alone was bad, and rough. But to them it was just a word. Being alone, well and truly alone, alone to the point you feel it in your bones, that it's a part of you, that's hell. Something about sitting on a city bus really let...
This story is a continuation of Anytime I Hear That Song but can stand alone. If you want to get more back story I suggest reading that story first. There isn't a lot of sex in this one if that's what you're looking for read the first one. It may be a little long but I hope you enjoy it anyway. As always, any and all comments are welcome. * I woke up screa...
From time to time I get requests from readers to write a specific story for them. There are a few I don't bother with but most I will consider. This is one of them. In this case the unnamed reader was very specific at what he or she wanted from the story. I just hope I fulfilled their requirements and they like what I've written. * * * * * * * * * * * *...
Author Note: Act 2 follows Act 1, now that the meet-cute is complete and the first crisis of her need for constant companionship has been resolved. This chapter sees our previously lonely heroine getting some more male companionship (at a price she has to continue to negotiate with the villain) and adjusting to hopefully improved circumstances, while dealing...
It wasn't at all like Nancy Cooper. The kids had grown, her husband, a career Marine Officer, had been gone overseas only a week for what could be more than a year. She liked to dress well. Today was an expensive fashion brand blouse and a just above the knee fashion brand billowing skirt. The two inch heels on the three hundred shoes accented the shape of h...
To the reader: "Moving In II" is a continuation of "Moving In." The original story, "Moving In," sets up some of the situations and character personalities for this sequel. I wrote "Moving In II" because of all the kind responses I received from "Moving In." And so, the story continues... Enjoy! ***** After helping Max move to his new condominium, Carrie...
~~Welcome to the world of Vampire: the Requiem~~ ~~One Week Later~~ ~~Jack~~ "Second fire this week," he said. Amanda knelt down, and ran her fingers through the ashes. "Poor Barry." The two of them stood on the street corner, and stared at the destroyed apartment building. The edge of South Side, closer to North Side. Not far from the Uratha and the bu...
Disclaimer: Like all lit stories this one would fit in multiple categories. This story has threesomes (M/F/F), exhibitionism, and lots of light bondage. If those aren't your thing, stop now and find another story. ***** (Years later) (Thomas) Sighing inwardly, I looked down at the cream-colored stationary in my hand reading the elegant script one more ti...
Author's note: This is a stand-alone romance of roughly 18k words. As always, everything and everybody is fictional and any resemblance random. As usual, I prefer to tell a story containing sexual acts instead of sexual acts driving a story so if you're looking for quick stimulation, I'm afraid this isn't the right story for you. My thanks go to my editor...
© 2020 Victor Cabana It's HIM! Deb's exclamation to herself is immediate when the glass of wine is placed before her and she follows the waitress's eyes as she announces, "Compliments of the gentleman." Indicating the man in the corner booth. The man Deb had noticed often as she chatted with her friends at their usual Friday Happy Hour gathering. Awfully...