2. Amelia's tale. I am known to family and friends as Amelia, Millie to my brother and sisters, but I was born The Honourable Augusta, Caroline, Amelia, Courteney Fox, eldest daughter of Edward Fox, third Baron Holland, and the Lady Caroline Courteney. Our home is Seagrave House, in Leicestershire, not the biggest or grandest of our family homes (that woul...
There is something about upmarket hotels. The furnishings. The food. The service. The women. The list goes on. When Max arrived that afternoon, people were drifting out along the broad corridor that led from where the banquet and conference rooms were. Some people were heading for the lifts. Others were heading for the front door. More than a few were headi...
If you are enjoying this, please hit the like button at the bottom. _The year is 2263. One hundred sixty-nine years ago, every grown man on earth perished as the result of the Shota Virus pandemic. Males who had not yet entered puberty at that time or were born after faced a different fate. The virus lays dormant in their bodies. Most find the disease to be...
Preface: I want feedback, as I want this first chapter to make you beg for the second chapter, or else I'm not doing my job. Warning, it is the first chapter of a novel. So it reads like one also. Not much "action", but I feel like it makes up for it in psychological awareness. *** Chapter 1: On my way to work The walk from my apartment to the hospital...
The princess awoke with such a start that she nearly tumbled off the side of her bed onto the cold stone floor. Her head swam with the remnants of the strangest dream. Her mind struggled to recapture it as it drained out into the waking world. She could not help but feel strange, as if the dream had come from the outside, instead of her own mind. She sat up...
This is story is written from half truth. The other half is made up, mostly for literary reasoning. Reading a story with complete truth is not always the most entertaining (at least, not if it's my life.) However, I will be staying within the realm of the possible and not too far from the truth where ever it is wholly entertaining. This is my first story of...
I closed my eyes and took a breath, which was far from easy. The steel boned corset, which I was made to purchase and learn to lace myself, was quite tight and pulled my body into the curvy shape that both Mistress Sally, and the men who have been encouraged to watch me on Skype, all enjoyed. The cursor moved across the screen as Mistress Sally's Skype call...
written LJP edited another wannabe Preface:This school is for young women(18-20) and is focused on helping young trans women with their transition. Also I would like to thank my Editor for all his help. * It was already a long day and it was only 10 am. "I must discuss hiring more girls with Ms. Green tonight," Shelby exhaled. Ms. Grey's school for yo...
Stephen Bonheur here. What's up, people? Happy Thanksgiving! The Capital University campus library is essentially my second home, partly because I love to play around on computers in my spare time. Seriously, if I'm not at work or asleep, I'm usually at the university library. As a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, bel...
My alarm went of at Sixth Hour. I got up and shut it off, dressing quickly. The curtains that came with the cottage were thin and gauzy, barely filtering the light. Having a place of our own was nice, but I was quickly realizing just how shoddy and miserable our quarters really were, and at extortionate rates. In the back of my mind were rumbling ideas on ho...