Palm Beach Main Characters- Charlie & Layla Other Characters- Summer Vienna Paris Note: Several smaller character will be introduced per chapter. ~ * ~ Introduction ~ * ~ It had been years since Layla had been back to Palm Beach, once she had graduated she had gotten out of there as fast as she could. Now she was back only really she hadn't told a...
Slamming the door as she gets home, Melissa lets out a huge sigh. Thank God today is over. I do not know if I could deal with another second . I can not believe that I have to deal with bull crap. Is there an off switch to this man's mouth? I really do not need all of this advice and for that matter I really do not want it either. Sometimes I wish that I cou...
You wake in the morning. Turning toward the man whose bed you're sharing, you see that he's still asleep. No surprise; you and he were up quite late, enjoying each other. You're ready for another round, but he shows no sign of waking. He's gorgeous lying there beside you; you want to touch him, but don't quite dare. And so your inner debate begins. Kiss him...
Yeah, I know I'm not a grammar nazi, not even close. I'm a mess, I don't know how to please my readers, but now I've e-mailed an editor. Looking forward to write with a hard-working one ;) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When the sky turned almost coal and my paws hurt, I stopped for a moment to rest. My camp for tonight was a small mountain called W...
The waves lapped at the sand on the shoreline as the clouds gathered in the distance. The sun faded quietly into the sea, as if by magic and began to disappear from sight. The colors of the sky ranged in a vast rainbow of hues. They muted together and formed a smear across the previously reflected blue. Along the shoreline, a lone figure still walked across...
Bikini season is nearly upon us. Actually, in some parts of the United States, bikini season is already here... at least, it is during the mid-afternoon. Anyone who visits my apartment will very quickly see that I definitely enjoy seeing young women in bikinis. I especially like the wall calendar of bikini babes from across Asia. But I started to wonder:...
As we head to the last holiday of the year, I realize it is also the last holiday of the first decade of the new century. Of course, what I mean is the eve of the holiday for that is what fascinates me, as New Years itself is nothing more than hangovers, parades, and football. What happened to the first ten years of the twenty-first century? I cannot believe...
...It isn't chaotic, really; golden hues of polished wooden ballroom, and glistening soft lights of flame and bulb light reflected in glistening starlets about the room. A small strings quintuplet plays in harmony, contemporaries, and classical as though they were written in the same era. There is a thick body of celebration in the ambiance of the room, abso...
Some college, somewhere in the United States I The hot cheerleader was an American cliché, of course; Jason knew that. What's more, as a college quarterback, he was also aware of his own cliché-ness. Ironically, however, he was only aware of this precisely because he wasn't a stereotypical jock. In his spare time, instead of consuming football and porn...
You got the text. Your friend was in need. She got into trouble. She liked to bet on sports and was on a losing streak. The past two weeks she borrowed money from her, but you told her it was the last time. But again she is persistent and keeps texting you for more money. The last text seemed kind of urgent and asked if you could meet her somewhere. You agre...