Author's Note: Hey everyone! This is my summer one shot. It's a nice change of pace to do something upbeat and funny. This is inspired by one of my favorite new artists The Weeknd, more specifically, his track "Gone". I highly suggest listening to it during the *ahem* steamy scenes. And please excuse my Russian. I am fascinated by the language, but I might b...
Chapter 1 I was supposed to go to the CIA. No, not that one, the other one--the Culinary Institute of America, the foremost cooking school in the country. I had been cooking for years for free, and I felt sure that's what I wanted to do for money for the rest of my life. It would be my ticket into the world, and introduce me to all the amazing things out t...
I>Author's note: I was originally planning on this tale being a short story in the First Time category, but being a novelist at heart, it ballooned on me a bit. Even after editing, it's still better than ninety-thousand words. I didn't want to break it up into separately published sections, so I decided to put it here, in the Novels and Novellas category, wh...
Warning: this one is very long but I really didn't want to split it into chapters. There is not a lot of sex in it (it is in the romance section) and it is definitely not a quick tug story. My apologies for any mistakes, particularly in the medical details, that is not an area of expertise for me. As usual it is my own work and isn't to be reproduced withou...
The overland bus leaned into the mountainous turn, as if to give the passengers a better view at the steep mountain side. Desert dust, no plants, only a few large boulders pigmented the drab sight. Regardless, the class was cheery. The rare field trip let them see something other than a ruined city. Mountain peaks, drop offs, and large boulders were still a...
Chapter 1 Sean had heard the adage, "What goes up must come down," but he had never paid much attention to it or even remotely thought it would ever apply to him. Why should he have anyway, after all, he was nick named "Black Dynamite", a young, handsome black man from the hood who was drafted straight from high school to the NBA, netting a record salary fo...
He was something of an enigma, when we were younger. When we first met. Maybe because he wasn't the typical kid next door. Maybe, too, because as soon as you met Dalton Rand you knew there was something about him worth knowing, something almost bigger than life. I say that because there seemed to me to be an inextricable connection between the Dalton Rand...
Edited by the incomparable "Wires". His assistance improves my work drastically. I appreciate all he does for me. Jason Lowery IV moved quietly down the hallway that connected 'the children's wing' to the rest of the house. He snorted when he thought that. Both of his parents liked to put on 'airs' as his grandmother called it. They did live in a somewhat n...
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends. Okay, I've always wanted to say that. Before we get started let's get a few things out of the way. First off I really have to say thanks to all of you. Over the past two weeks I've gotten so many letters of encouragement and support that have helped me with my editing problems more than any of you could ev...
Terror gripped Jessica. "Funky chicken no sauce." Jessica said urgently into her phone. She repeated it a few times before shoving her phone back in her pocket and pulling her gun from her purse. "Get in the car and run Jessica." Mark ordered, "Go!" "You too. Get in the car." Jessica said, "We can both go... Mark!" she screamed not seeing the man with th...