Previously on Vice Cop, Hudson and Lexa, working Homicide, went undercover chasing an elusive killer known as The Yellow Cab Killer, a taxi cab driver who murdered his passengers. The killer, disguised as a passenger, had Hudson drive him to the airport where he made his escape, teaching Hudson he couldn't always save the day. This episode has a lot of plo...
Author's Note: This story continues the story of Vance, Marcia's friend introduced in "Marcia Goes Back to School". I have made an effort to make sure that this chaptered story can be read as a stand-alone or as an episode in a continuing series of stories set in the fictional town of Torquay, Connecticut. Readers of my earlier works will be familiar with Mi...
Part Eighteen: The Last Queen of the Highlands Chapter Sixty-One YAVARA It took me months to fully heal from the wounds I suffered atop the tower. Even with the full expertise of the royal mages, my stomach and liver were permanently damaged, and my abdominal wall had to be held together with a stiff corset lest I develop a hernia. It made it damnably di...
Ilana was upon her bed with a gold frame and black cushioned headboard, which was blanketed by silk black sheets with gold trim. Her body was surging as she was on her back with the novel, Forbidden Devotion, in hand. The heart-warming, skin sizzling story of fate bringing two humans together as one who were seemingly made for each other was something only a...
It was still dark when Gwyneth inexplicably stirred from sleep, even though the alarm hadn't gone off. Still groggy, she was about to roll over and slip back into slumber until she realized that she wasn't alone in bed. A strong, muscular arm was draped over her waist, pulling her close to the masculine warmth that was spooning her from behind. Slowly, she t...
Warning: Even though there are some religious references throughout the beginning of this story, even though I pray to God a lot in this story, and even though I thank God for all the blessings bestowed upon me, this is not a religious story. God forbid, being that this is a porn site, sorry, I mean, an erotic literature site, of course, that I should refere...
Hi Folks, thanks for taking the time to read and comment on my stories. This one was really fun to write. As usual don't take it too seriously, it's not meant to mirror reality. Also I still haven't come anywhere near Rehnquist's knack for dialogue so forgive me if I spice it up with humor or pop cultural references. Anyway, you need to be in the mood for th...
Gina's fun to write about. Here she is again. This story falls after "Dylan Gets Luckier," but as always you can enjoy it without reading about any of Gina's previous adventures. Enjoy! * * * The trouble was, I was no longer amused by Andy Temple. He'd started as a simple diversion, a fun little pulse of carnal sunshine in what had become, if I'm being h...
Special thanks to Ken Nitsua for editing this story! *** You'll want to know about the night of August seventh. It's all that anybody ever wants to know about. I always thought that people would forget, it was years ago, another life, another time. I always thought the world would simply move on. But the world doesn't move on at all. The world devours th...
Note: Though this is a sequel to "The Wolves of Paris," it is not necessary to have read that story first. "You never kill anyone you want to in a war." -Ernest Hemingway, "For Whom the Bell Tolls" *** June 1, 1944, Paris: 1,440 days under occupation. The streetlamp flickered, but did not go out. A pair of uniforms lurked on the sidewalk up ahead. Riqu...