**Characters and text are protected under copyright law Disclaimer: This story is not meant as 'erotica', but dark adventure-fantasy. It may contain material that sensitive readers might find uncomfortable. Please be advised. Looking up into the drab gray of the morning sky, Cornelius Venge scowled at the faint drizzle falling from it, making everything da...
Rob and Bernice climbed out the pick-up. "Nice little town," Rob said as he stretched. They had just arrived at the town where Rob had been transferred. Bernice brushed a lock of her long auburn hair from her face. "Quiet and peaceful," Bernice replied. They had made the three hour drive to look at new homes. It was going to be a long day as they had m...
Brad saw himself as a successful, smooth young - soon to be -- lawyer. While he was being very successful as a student, he was really just starting his third year in law school. He was certainly successful socially: leader of many student groups, student representative, on the review board, and usually seen in the company of the brightest and most attractive...
I got home around 7 p.m., went up to my room, and started getting out of my drenched clothes. For the last four hours, I had been mowing and cutting away the encroaching wilderness on my grandmother's property. I'd been at it for the last three days, and was already not looking forward to the four weeks of hell that I would have to submit to. Certainly not t...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Do you think you know who you are? Step outside your comfort zone. Reader edited - the faults are mine. ***** (11:00 p.m. Thursday Night) Rhada stood by the Lily Pond. She'd looked at her phone once. A couple had walked past, causing me to delay my approach and heightened R...
(I am dedicating this to my dear Silky. May this never be her experience.) Sarah Chuckles was as much fun as her name. She was also a successful business woman and at 28 had not been especially looking for love. When one of her colleagues invited her to a house-warming party, Sarah was pleased to accept, being by nature a gregarious kind of girl. She took t...
This story occurred in mid May of last year. As the weather had finally turned warm and sunny, my wife asked me to clean the windows and put the screens in so we could open up the house. It's not one of my favorite jobs, but it has to be done. I decided to take off from work on a Friday and turn the chore into a bit of a reward by getting up early and headin...
Author's note: I know, I know. It's been a darn long while. But I'm still writing my ass of whenever I get the time! This is the newest story that I'm working on (amongst countless others). It's different, yes, but I hope you'll give it a chance. Don't forget to rate and comment once you're done(: Thank you! © Lillian K. Rockmore Translations: Amma – Moth...
The Storm Chapter 9 In "Sarah goes to College" It had been 3 days since Meri had been suited. 4 months since the school year began, and Sarah had found herself forced into her own bitchsuit. Now, the school was sending Sarah to the cheerleading coach's house for the weekend, following news and weather reports of a massive storm headed towards the college t...
Tom had put an advert in a supermarket small ads board in his search for a rented room. Tom had graduated with a law degree six years ago. He had his practising certificate but had never used it as he had joined a large Auction House as a cataloger and general assistant. He had worked hard with this firm and had seen an opportunity for an Auctioneer at anoth...