Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
The Camp 02: Letters The following was mostly inspired by Andrew1968's story, "The Birthday Boy." The characters are different, as is the outcome, but most of the original premise remains the same. I won't go into all the details about what happens at the camp, as that is covered in my previous story, "The Camp Ch. 01:Mike and Sandy." Instead, much o...
CHAPTER ONE The door closed behind her father, leaving Dana alone in her new room. She heard him herding her mother and siblings away. They had a long drive ahead of them and it was late afternoon now. She turned away from the door, feeling her eyes burn, determined not to cry. She was eighteen for god's sake. Legally an adult. She could deal with being lef...
Second half of Part 14. Again, a MASSIVE thank you to my editor, CallMeHarder, for eagle eye editing and fantastic additions and embellishments to my story. If you are reading this first, I suggest you read the first half of part 14 before continuing, and of course, start at the first part if you haven't read any of this adventure yet. Please, please, plee...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Gabriel drove the SUV through the night with no concern for speed limits or other vehicles. With Edward sitting in the passenger's seat, he felt confident that they had a mental block on all traffic cops and other motorists. Glancing in the rearview mirror, his eyes met Alena's, sending messages of love and encouragement to him without ever saying a word....
Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Katherine wasted no time in getting to Caroline's house, which she still thankfully had access to after compelling Caroline's mother, who conveniently wasn't anywhere in the house. However Caroline was, and exactly where Katherine had been expecting...
Author's note: This story was requested by NaztyNate98, who wanted a crossdresser on Halloween story. I hope that all who read if find it enjoyable. This is to be my first homoerotic story. Spoiler alert, it gets kinda gay. So, if you are not into that sort of thing, I'd advise you to perhaps select another story. * "What the actual fuck was I thinking?" I...
Acknowledgements: My very grateful thanks to AngelLove for agreeing to edit this story, for her very timely work, and her valuable suggestions and corrections. Copyright 2006 by Zeta. All rights reserved. Max woke up taking in his surroundings, his mind still somnolent and blank and confused at the unfamiliarity of the room around him. Before awareness an...
Denmark I walked into my apartment and took a long sigh. It was finally over. I was divorced from Kevin. Divorces inherently have terribly bitter times. I was grateful I had a beacon of hope. The light that shined like a lighthouse in the darkest of days arose from an unlikely source, an online Mistress. I never romantically kissed another woman or anything...