It was one of those jobs that a young tradie like me dreamed of when he first started his own business, a renovation of an old family home in an affluent suburb. I knew the house and its owner because I'd worked there before when my old boss did the maintenance on it before he retired. The Sampson family had lived here since the current owner's great-grandf...
This is my first story I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know, and special thanks to my editor. Originally written as A Thorny Rose and the Orchid My name is Brian Travis; I am 24 years old and still living at home. Since I was ten I wanted to be a mechanic and engine builder. I went to work cleaning up my dad's auto shop after school and at eleven...
Part I Melody watched the fields of Black-eyed Susans, Indian paintbrush and prairie broomweed flash by. Behind them the live oaks provided a somber green backdrop to the vibrancy of July in central Texas. She glanced down for the nth time at the dinner gown she'd bought for the occasion. Its deep red sequins set off the dark honey of her skin and the color...
I had Erik sneak into his mom's place and get her old wedding band out of the jewelry box. Thorsen's Jewelers promised they could get the engagement ring I'd picked out sized by Friday mid-day. I had to return to the clinic for more supplies around two and picked up the ring at three. My last call was way out of the area, I cringed when she gave it to me. No...
Chase Nygaard's POV Arrowhead Pack Clinic "Help me get dressed and take me back to the house," Frank said. "I need to be there when the investigators arrive." "You need to rest, Frank," I replied. "Then carry me back in the stretcher. Hurry up; I'd rather go through the tunnel than be carried outside in this shit." "Fine. We'll dress you later," I...
I stumbled to a chair at the kitchen table. "What? What are you saying? Where are you? Who is with you?!" "I'm with Mama," was all she said. The next voice I heard was Janette's. She tried to tell me what had happened, but I could just barely understand the words behind the ringing in my ears and her sobs. She said that Jerry was driving into town and a s...
I live for the moment I hear that catch in her throat with our first kiss. Her breathing getting heavier with each tender touch, and caress of her sensitive places, I wait for those three words she will not say..., yet. Catherine Chapter 11 Picking Up Where We Left Off Drinking coffee, eating over nuked Chinese left overs, thumbing through the book that c...
The following story was inspired by a comment I saw on a music video. The story is set in the 1960s and I did my best to remain true to the slang and the technology of the time, even looked up the wages for the time, but I'm sure the history wonks may find an error here or there. That's okay, it's just a story. As always, constructive comments are welcome...
Rori's POVTwo Harbors, Minnesota, Richard B. Helgeson Airport I'd slept the whole flight, my body and mind exhausted from the events of the past few days. When I woke, I reached for my mate and found only air. I hated being away from him. The only good thing was that I was going to see my babies again. I moved the seat back up for landing, looking out over...
This story is a BTB story. There is no sex in it, so if that's what you're looking for then you'd better look elsewhere. My last story had comments that said my MC husbands are too civil. For those people I hope this is more to your liking. As with most of my stories, I try to get you into their heads, so dialogue (both external and internal) is done to help...