Charlene and Jeannie walked into my room. Jeannie held the clipboard clutched to her chest. Her knuckles were still white, but the color was returning to her face. "Alright, it's time for us to change your bed linens, Josh." Charlene said. When she said my name, Jeannie gave her a look. Yet another reminder of how long I had been in my coma, I reflected,...
Oh, oh...and then there was Laurel and the dreaded triangle. Revised, rewritten, and continued from chapter 02: Her name was Laurel. She definitely had a much better name than Barbara, my name. When I thought of her name, I thought of a field of heather. When I thought of her name, I thought of a crown, a white headpiece, and her standing at the altar next...
A big thank you goes out to my husband for giving me the idea to write and encouraging me publish my work. I never knew I had this talent hiding within me. Thanks Husband, I love you. I would also like to give credit to the editor I used, absoluterotter. You saw my idea and helped where it was needed, thank you. This is my first ever published piece of writi...
(I noticed when I read an one of the earlier chapters and the comments you were all so wonderful to leave that I made a little typo. Tomas is over four centuries old, not four decades. Sorry about that guys) * Bright sunlight shining directly into Candace's eyes is what woke her up a few hours later. Blinking against the bright light, she stretched and yaw...
Thanks Dawn and Meadow for suggestions. I wanted to thank everyone for reading. Don't forget to vote. I appreciate the following! Enjoy, Meridian A rewind as they prepare for the island ~~~~~~~ Alex spent the next few days until they left for the meeting just planning. Logan tried in vain to talk to her and she always was busy. Logan found himself sta...
White Trash Ch. 4 – Payback's A Bitch Once again, I apologize if a half-assed story breaks out here. Just read the juicy bits if you want. I won't mind. Another fair warning though: While still a rude, crude, raw and gritty stroker at heart, if you're at all squeamish about harder BDSM, skip down to where Pegs joins the fun. Enjoy. ********** Stinky Pet...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the video games, characters, developers etc depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. Fea...
The rain slanted down in a fine mist and made vision almost impossible. I had taken my glasses off because within seconds my vision was reduced to a fractured vista of small magnified and distorted images, the raindrops coated the lens'. My companion was about a foot away but almost totally invisible in the cloud we had walked into. We had set out in the dry...
I heard my phone go off and my fingers automatically began to hit pretend keys in the air to "Fur Elise," one of my favorite songs to play on the keyboard. I walked over to the phone and hit the button to see who text me. I smiled when I saw it was from Thomas, a long time, long distance friend. We had spoken to each other for at least five years. I had take...
All characters depicted herein are aged eighteen years or older. ***** Helen Moore and Peta Halliday had become pals as workmates and, although they'd only met a couple of years before, their relationship had the strong familiarity of a lifetime as bosom buddies. Helen was a vivacious, statuesque blonde and very popular with the men in the office, all of w...