Thanks to Devir Ginator for the edits. Any errors found are all mine. A special nod to my friend Jessica who has made me want to be a better person. Sometimes I believe it's working. Thanks for reading, voting and commenting! ***** South Myrtle Beach The Voss Estate The Voss Estate was a palatial property that sat by itself in the richest sectio...
For more background on many of the characters in this story, please read the following: What Mother-in-Law Wants Badge of Betrayal Clarissa Gets Served Grab Life by the Balls The Ghost of Red River Falls This story also contains some graphic descriptions of domestic abuse. If you or someone you know is currently in an abusive relationship, please...
Chapter 1 Mark Weaver closed the door of the tiny booth and sat on the vinyl-covered chair. His hands were shaking as he placed a ten-dollar bill face up beneath the flashing green arrows in the bill acceptor. The instant that the bill was swallowed the video screen he was facing lit up. The upper right-hand corner displayed the numeral "1" showing that...
"Susan," exclaimed a shocked Janet. "Aren't you going to ask Tim? Do you think that he'll be ok with you going? Won't he be upset? You'll be the only married woman in the group. You know Carol and Peggy; they'll be in bed with some guys six hours after the plane lands in Vegas." "Ask? Ask? Like he's going to say no? Tim never says no, Jan. Fuck him, I'm sic...
Chapter 13. Mandeep Singh. Jimmy and I lifted the inert body from the stretcher to the treatment table. Liz began to cut away clothing as I checked for wounds. There was a leg wound, just above the knee. The bullet, or whatever had made it was still in there. The chest wound was high and to the right, if he was lucky it had missed anything vital. I checked...
A/N: Hey guys, here's the next chapter and it's the longest one I have so be prepared for a long read. It's pretty fast paced though compared to the others. Thanks to Blackstallion21 for editing. Well enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ IV. Enter the Fire Pristine and her group continued to ride along the Radan Mountains. The further up they went, the colder it go...
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money. Dough, cash, bucks, scratch, dollars, pesos, script, moolah, marigolds, macaroni, bacon, bread, greenbacks, coin, smackers, C-notes, yards, Benjamins, sawbuck, double sawbuck, fin, cabbage, clams, bills, and wad, whatever you call it and by now you know it, I'm writing about money. We all want it but so few o...
(The second boring part. There is sex, though probably not enough to keep anyone's interest.) I lay on top of her, breathing hard, spent. Her hand reached under me and lifted my cock out of her, holding carefully the base of the condom. "Sorry," I said. "That was my job." "Mmmmm. Don't worry about it." She arched her back and stretched her legs out. Then...
This story, while using the names of certain historical persons, is a work of fiction. No insult is intended to the reverenced memory of Mr. Pope, or of his servants, friends, or fellow authors. Anno Domine 1722 Thursday, 1st January – My prayer for the new year is: may God confound William Park, who has left my service this morning without word or notic...
Authors note: Hello everyone. The last chapter was from the brother's point of view, and this chapter will be predominantly from the girl's point of view. As a warning, I am letting you know that the first part of this chapter overlaps with the last chapter but is from Marcella's POV and therefore will deviate from Noah's thoughts. I am as always grateful to...