This is the end of this series. For those of you who hated it, it is over. For those of you who enjoyed it, please don't be a silent majority. For those of you who like happy endings, let me say that without giving anything away, please read to the end. As strange as you may find the choices Michelle made, she made those choices of her own free will and will...
It was her fate to be recycled. She only understood that, being part of the estate of her deceased mistress, it had been decided to have her sold off for reconditioning. She didn't know exactly what that meant, but she did realize that after thirteen years of activation, and a nearly unwavering routine of service, everything was going to change. The Recycl...
We were still on the floor, my head on his shoulder. The cabin was dark except for the candles I had lit earlier. It was getting chilly. Through the window, I could see a full moon rising just above the trees. Finally, I turned my head towards Tristan. "I don't know about you but I am famished. I'm a great soup maker and made a pot of mushroom barely soup...
My goal was directly in front of me. For an illuminated volume it looked awfully shiny. Maybe that was the three layers of ballistic glass? It was my entry ticket to the Legion of Somewhat Evil Rascals. This was so going in my blog. My phone rang. "Hey sweetie, what are you up to?" "Crime." "Oy vey, what am I supposed to tell the girls at book club?" "...
Her throne glimmered with gold. Ornately carved, fashioned by the continent's finest craftsmen, it sat on a dais of burgundy and jade. He took the princess's hand delicately, elegantly holding hers on top of his, and led her. "Your throne, your highness" He enjoyed how quickly her expression changed from pride to shame, as she spied the finger-length pro...
She’d been watching him for weeks now. There was no way around it; he was like a magnet. She watched him now. His arms were around a slender brunette, his face scant inches from hers. They seemed oblivious to the world around them. She could hear them breathing, it was almost labored with their passion. “I can’t imagine my life without you, Scott. You m...
This is an original work by Zeb_Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. * Hi, I'm Susan Reynolds. Reynolds is my married name. But all this happened long before I was married. A long time before I was married. It all sta...
It had been three days since my meeting with Feng when Colonel Nakov rang and asked me to come to his office at two PM. I nearly stuffed up my salute when I saw Nakov in the uniform of a Brigadier General and Arden in the uniform of a Colonel. "Congratulations on your promotions, Gentlemen," I said with as firm a voice as I could muster. Feng's uncle must...
Sorry for the long wait, you'll be pleased to know I'm already going on the next chapter. I eat feedback, and I'm very hungry! Thanks to everyone who reads, votes, and comments. I actually just speed read the fifty shades series, can anyone explain to me the buzz about it? It was a great story, but I've read a few stories here on Literotica that I'd want to...
It's always a challenge to get to know someone, but getting to know Lauren Halperth, riding in silence in the back of that black sedan, would have been a particular challenge. She could have told you about herself- that she was forty-three, a Provence native, married twenty-two years, had a daughter who had just been accepted to Haverford, and a son who had...