Paul "HOW COULD WE forget to make sure we had hot chocolate? It just won't seem like Christmas Eve without hot chocolate." Connie Hansen was so upset her voice was starting to quiver." Paul had agreed the first time she said this an hour ago. The second time, not 15 minutes ago, he had impatiently told her they would just have to live without it. This time...
This was not going to be pleasant. The dimming afternoon sunlight filtering through the skylights of my 'writer's hideaway' told me to expect one of those spasmodic, cold and wet early autumn storms. The north wind was picking up something fierce as it surged down through the canyon, beating on my small cabin at the foot of a lofty ochre sandstone cliff. Ho...
I want to start by thanking BlackRandi for giving me the opportunity to participate in the Magical Mystery Tour event and for editing my story for me. I just hope that this story is worthy of the work Randi put into correcting my many mistakes. This story has connections to three previous stories of mine. Two of them are pretty obvious, but the third not so...
I would rather have been somewhere else, anywhere else, but definitely not trudging along the side of this road in the pouring rain. I'd left Montreal an hour earlier and was now heading south on Highway 15, making for the US border at Blackpool, Quebec. If I was very, very lucky, I'd get a lift before I got to the border, which would make the crossing that...
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to submit this, I was caught up in the drama that is house hunting. The good news is I found a place, the bad news is that I will be dropping off the face of the planet (again) in about a month. Hopefully I will be able to get a couple of chapters in before then. Again, sorry. I always hated when authors stop mid series, how sad...
Christmas had never looked quite so bleak as it did this year. I was newly single, just returned to London after a failed relationship -- what else was there to do but to go out and try and laugh, drink too much and pretend to be somebody else for a while? It didn't really help that my libido was raging, having not had a good fuck in over a year... Pascal...
I wrote this back in 2012. It has a slow start and I have no editor. So if there are any mistakes they are mine and mine alone. This is a novel I wrote and I will try to upload a chapter a day if even one person wants more. This is my first upload on this site. It isn't themed around sex but there is sex in it...eventually. ***** Chapter One: Mundane I li...
Tom Hayden hauled the last bag of firewood down the path and dropped it on the ground near the front door of the cabin. He stretched his back, taking another look at the scenery around him. The sun was almost set in the early summer sky, a splashes of elusive coloured light were filtering in through the trees around him. Despite the warm weather they'd h...
Walking down the street in New York City is a little bit of a philosophical puzzle. There's so much to see, but if you actually look, then it means you're not watching after yourself enough, and that is dangerous. Citrine's main way of staying as safe as she could was to wear black, and keep her hand in her pocket with her keys. She'd always be sure to have...
Part 1: Entwinement The rain pressed all around like a great, solid curtain, blurring the world around her. Her lithe hooves fought for traction as she scaled a tree. A bestial grunt of defiance hissed from her nostrils in a steamy haze. She took temporary refuge underneath a great bough, nearly as wide as a road. The rain just below pooled on the other bra...