Rebirth. So oft talked about, celebrated in movies and literature. To be pushed again through that amnion and expectorated into life, refreshed and renewed. Was that what he was hoping for? That fateful night where seconds ticked by in acrid droplets that burned through the membranes of his memory. The one where his persona - that richly cerebral being, all...
Hi everybody sorry for the delay I have been busy with my real world business which has grown faster than I had dreamed and left me short of good personnel. Chapter 4 is ready to be edited and should be ready by March. I am going to go with a monthly posting because of my work schedule. I want to thank everybody for their comments and feedback, you all ha...
I stirred in my bed roll and slowly opened my eyes. I could see the many pinpricks of light in the dark sky, peeking through the spaces between the tree canopies. I rolled my head and looked past the glowing embers that were the remains of the campfire. Sierras' beautiful face was there, looking down at me. I saw her perfect white teeth in the dim light as...
********** At the end of this story, please vote and leave a comment for the author. If you wish for the story to continue, please let me know. ********** The forest was eerily quiet. The creatures of the night seemed to know that evil was amidst and stayed in their hidden lairs. The moon, full and luminescent, shone through the canopy of tall, wicked tre...
The week after Mrs. Jennifer Simpson moved into the house with me was a huge adjustment. I was utterly unaccustomed to having someone living with me. All of my life I had privilege and the isolation such wealth could bring and some in spite of it. In my majority, I sought solitude in my private life because I was in such constant demand in my public life. I...
"Hey. Wake up." The voice was an annoying buzz on the very periphery of Roland's cognizance. He ignored it, hearing nothing but the vague mumblings of a half-congruous fantasy in the murky darkness of his psyche. He felt so tired. His body was an aching contradiction. "Roland." The voice said, a crusty grate that scratched against his senses as he dreamt of...
A million thanks to a gloriously picky reader turned proofreader, Steve150177. His work has definitely improved the finished product. As always welcome complaints, comments, and whatever is on your mind. English words are italicized when they appear. Enjoy the chapter! DW ***************** I felt a warm hand on my arm and heard Master Christof's voice...
"No," Heather said. "Abso-fucking-lutely not." "Come on," Teri whined. "Just one week. That's all I'm saying. What else are you doing? Nothing, that's what." "I'm trying to pay off my student loans!" Heather shouted. "You know, that thing we owe? The one you keep ignoring? They won't just forgive it, Teri. You know that, right? It just keeps getting worse...
Monday. On Monday morning, as per usual, James left for the office at 7am and his wife, the beautiful Victoria, stayed in bed for another hour. She, after all, needed her beauty sleep, even more so after the weekend she had just had. She and her husband had fucked like rabbits all as a result of the explicit black porn sent to them by James' friend and atto...
--Week 2 - Saturday-- It was Saturday morning, and I got woken up by the ring of my alarm clock. This wasn't my usual weekend routine as I preferred to sleep in. However, I was pretty sure that this wouldn't by a usual weekend anyways. D-Rod was coming by to take me to the shopping mall so I had to get ready. He hadn't said what he was planning to do there....