Previously, on Happy Anniversary, Part 6... Lauren didn't so much close the door as let it slam shut behind her in her wake. Jack Mitchell could tell just by the set of her shoulders that she was not happy at this moment. But that was okay, Jack thought, cause neither was he. Jack glared at Tiffany, multiple expressions dueling for supremacy on his face....
A year and a half had passed since Gabrielle had last met her friends. Her new life in Scotland was good. She had found the research of her new job very absorbing. She had enjoyed learning the new language and the added bonus of spending everyday with him. She did miss her two best friends, Fabiola and Samanta, though and while she walked along the airplane'...
As Gabrielle opened one eye to greet the morning, she let out a slight moan, a sound to softly curse the bright sunshine falling across the bed, and to reprimand her husband for moving from their heavenly positions. Already she could feel his weight shift upon the bed and feel his arms slip out around her entwined body, a position they had snuggled up to lat...
*If you can't look in a mirror and laugh at yourself, cut off the light* (A special nod to BR for his help with all kinds of trivia and input in this chapter; a big thanks to Frontma for the editing ) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) (I mak...
I'm rushing to get home, knowing You will be calling soon. Work ran late and I'm afraid I wont make it home on time. The phone is ringing as I walk through the door. I glance at the clock and notice I'm fifteen minutes late. I'm hoping you are too as I grab the cordless and head for the bedroom. "Hello." Almost out of breath, I'm rushing through the house....
Isabella waits for Thomas's return and spends her days and evenings learning more about The Daughters of Keira and The Sanctuary. * The women sat chatting and swapping stories as they ate and drank Maria's sumptuous feast. The boys ate with them, quietly, but sometimes laughing amongst themselves or venturing a comment to the women in Arabic. Jax rose fro...
Spring time in the city had gotten tough. People had to be tighter with money and as such, the café was dead that afternoon. The only customer we had was Gladys, the kind old cat lady that loves to show off pictures of her white Persian cat called Yasmin. I was minding the counter, flicking a wooden stirrer between my fingers when my world brightened with t...
All characters are 18 years or older. Someone suggested I introduce a strong villain into the storyline and so I have. I hope you enjoy. Feel free to vote, comment and offer suggestions. Repercussions: I looked out over the city of Miami from the balcony of the hotel room. The sun had long set and the innumerable lights shone brightly over the concrete sk...
-Hi- For those who have been reading my 'Name' series, this predates the Heather Jenkins stories as well as Kevin Brown and Jack Greene. Jaci Stone was one of the early stories that I wrote. Then I rewrote it. This story contains magic - How can anybody be offended by magic? -everybody is over 18, the whole thing is fiction, yadda yadda yadda!- Rea...
The light peered through the mist, a beacon of warmth in the gloomy streets of Edwardian South London. Phillip cursed the impulse that had spurred him to England's capital without a plan, with little money for food, or more importantly he realised, lodgings. He paused at the door, apprehensive as to the reception he might receive as an unknown face. He needn...