It was a crisp, autumn Thursday and 18 year old Candace Foster sighed as she entered her home and trudged through the through the living room. Her mother, Doris, was in the kitchen making dinner. Doris said hi to her daughter but Candace had a rotten day at school and didn't feel like talking to anyone. She stopped at the base of the stairs to acknowledge he...
(Making a new friend.) Everything seemed to feel normal lately. I didn't find myself comparing things to my old life as much and discovered that I could still enjoy stuff even though I was a girl now. It had been almost a week since I slept over at Andy's and it was turning out to be another dull day at work. About halfway through my shift, the supervisor c...
Ryan, a tall 25 year old blond with icy blue eyes, greeted his friends absently as he took a seat around the crowded outdoor table. Marco's had the best coffee on campus, and graduate students in particular, kept the place packed from opening til closing. At the moment the lunch crowd had overflowed into the quad, filling the nearby tables and benches and fa...
On Saturday morning, everything in Anna's world was blue except the sky, which for the first time in two weeks was overcast and grey. He went through the motions of trying to enjoy all the established morning routines whilst trying to forget that tomorrow he was heading back to reality. Silence hung like limp wet blankets on a clothesline as Fiona tightened...
I was finally settled into my room at the Marriott. The flight was typical, the hotel a hotel. I still wasn't sure if the following week would be of any value. I wrestled with how I could better have argued my case not to attend this conference as I settled onto the bed and opened the paperback I had purchased while waiting for my flight. I probably wouldn't...
Ask any teacher what the worst day is, and surprisingly few will remember the first day of work. The rumble in their tummy as they stand before a blackboard for the very first time, alone and without a supervisor seems to fade for them. It has never faded away for me, and I recall it vividly. In my case it was even worse than average. I had come back to my...
Chapter 5 (Nicholas and Stacy) It had been over a month since I'd first found Cheyenne in that hallway. You might say that things had progressed. They had definitely changed. For instance; I hate social functions. The girls loved them. What did that mean? Well ... The party was going great. I didn't know anybody, but then, I work with a grand total of on...
I want to thank all of you that keep reading this even with all the mistakes I have made. Like when Connor introduced himself in chapter 1 I spelled his name wrong. The rest of the mistakes are too numerous to name but my gratidue is just as enormous! Special thanx go out to leorastark and stochx for giving me a nice kick in the ass when I needed it! Super...
Disclaimer: I do not own Captain America 2 or anything to do with Marvel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Sharon Carter's dirty little secret was she loved to cook. Well, that and the whole gay thing, but she hadn't been hiding that so much as implying her own don't ask don't tell policy, as in if nobody asked she wouldn't te...
I'm a firm believer in "truth in advertising". This is a love story, so if you're looking for "Wham! Bam! Thank you, (insert gender title here)", please feel free to leave. Here's the usual disclaimer and preface stuff. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to...etc., etc. The story is my property, so please don't "borrow" from it. If you should happe...