It was a quiet afternoon one October. When a young woman stepped out of her car and quietly began her ascent up the front stairs to the Louisiana State Department building for her meeting with the Governor and his chief of staff. Her long yellow dress and pink petty coat flowing in the autumn air. The wind blowing her perfectly styled long brown hair tied b...
My blood ran cold and I almost blacked out when I saw the return address on the lavender-tinted envelope on the hall table where the maid had left it. The simmering guilt shot right up to the boiling point. I had lived in fear for twenty years of seeing that name on an envelope addressed to my wife. With trembling hand, I reached for it, but it was too late....
Josie Rawlings lived a life of privilege. With her father's money having supported her throughout her days, and a large alimony check from the ex-husband for spending money, the thirty year old had never known a day of honest work. She had rarely seen the inside of her own kitchen, for she had her own cooks. She had never done a load of laundry, and in fact,...
"Bob, where in hell are you? Baba has gone out, he'll be all the way in Khatt till tomorrow afternoon, bring your sexy Kenyan ass over," read the text message from Majida Zarawani. Someone's definitely horny, Robert Lotodo thought, wryly amused. Majida contacting him this late in the work day was more of an unexpected pleasure than a distraction. Knowing ho...
Author's Note: This is a love story with BDSM and some reluctance/non-consent elements that takes place in an imaginary world. Please enjoy! * "This ridiculous pickiness has to stop! Preferably, before you are through with the last eligible man of noble birthright." Dagon watched the scene unfold with a knowing smile. The Regent's midnight black eyes blaz...
This is an old story that I had posted the beginning of in a couple of other places but it never got any traction. I'm posting here and will be finishing it. I hope you enjoy. * The sun had already started intruding from behind the curtains and Arden Trask knew that once again she had failed to slow the passage of the night. She was staying up later and l...
UNICORN OF THE APOCALYPSE October 23rd, 2076 One Year Ago There were so many questions I didn't ask. No time. I didn't stop to ponder how a zombie could have gotten past the decon systems, through the walls, or any of the doors. Why the cameras didn't notice him/it. Nor did I ponder the sole logical explanation. Zombie. Here, now. Years of hard-wired r...
Belinda had inherited the textile giant her grandfather had founded back in the thirties. Ainslie Beasley had been a shrewd businessman and Belinda's father had built the business into a mufti-million dollar enterprise supplying clothing manufacturers across North America with quality fabrics. The statuesque blonde had acquired a Master's in Business at the...
Akio, the second generation Japanese American was out shopping with very influential friends. The twenty-six-year-old heiress had a perfect life, she was privately schooled for high school and college and frankly didn't pay much attention to either of her so-called schools, why should she, she was rich. Five foot five and one hundred twenty-five pounds her...
Note- This is totally fictional and has no basis whatsoever in the truth. xxx "I can't stand black guys. I would never touch one. It's gross." These were the very words that wealthy heiress Paris Hilton famously uttered as a drunken teenager. Now she was a mature thirty something the successful media personality and model was besotted by those of a darke...