We endeavor in this ghostly little tale to raise the arousal of a Ghost, but not put the readers out of pleasure with themselves, with each other, with the season, or with us. May it haunt your computer pleasantly, and aid your lays. Read the dickens out of it. --(paraphrased from C.D, 1843) ********************************************* Marla was dead, to...
This is not a Halloween story. I just added the bit at the end in honor of the holiday. Hope you enjoy. ................................................ He just showed up one day, and the bar owner did everything but kiss his ass in front of everyone. He even set up a small table in the back near the restrooms, and no one was allowed to sit there except h...
Adina climbed up out of the cupola onto the top of the bearcat where Asher was scanning the horizon with binoculars. He looked like some kind of black clad statue silhouetted against the burning bright landscape and blue sky. The faded and dingy white of the longhunter emblem on his pauldrons stood out starkly in the bright sun. The helmet with crossed pis...
She walked down the hallway of the abandoned hospital. She had her camera and flashlight going as she looked room to room. Lindsey was scouting the building for another show with her ghost gals. She had heard stories of the old hospital being haunted and things happening to other ghost hunters. She was wanting to get a video layout for the other girls. She w...
(Part 1 of 2. This story is a long one!) Haunted La Jolla Séance At The Savoy The six year-old, white Nissan sedan turned off Prospect Avenue. The sedan drove a short distance from the fairly busy thoroughfare until it came to a halt and waited for a few cars to pass from the opposite direction. As soon as traffic was clear, the vehicle made a sharp left....
Copyright of Nanna Marker 2010. * "It's not time for a new report yet," said the worn man. "And we haven't raised flag for a courier." "I've just come to say hi," said Keme, with a friendly smile plastered onto his face. "I've brought a flower." "What do you want from her?" asked the worn man, obviously not fooled. "I want to see how she is doing," said...
I knew that it was going to be a bad day when I read that Britney Spears was engaged. I stood in line at the grocery store behind a bickering elderly couple, a box of chocolate glazed doughnuts in one hand and a carton of milk in the other, and Britney's beautiful face smiled up at me from a number of tabloid magazines, the bold letters above her head procla...
This is my first story with no connection in any way to the world of Search for the Goddess and Huntress of the Night. As such, reading those is encouraged but not required. The heroine of this story is slightly different sexually from Alexis or Kara. Alexis prefers normal sex despite her situation, Kara can't stand not being the dominant one, and Alisa is o...
I challenged myself to tell this with no proper names. I want the reader to be able to mentally supply names they like. If you are up to the challenge read on and comment after so I know how I did. I also regret my editors have not had a chance to go through this so please be gentle about punctuation. ** The angry man ** Today I'm an angry man. I'm not sur...
When Cara awoke, it was well into the afternoon, and sunlight was streaming in through the sheer curtains. "Ow." She winced against the brightness, shielding her eyes as she looked around, half-expecting a party of ghosts to be surrounding the bed. Fortunately - or unfortunately, depending on how she chose to look at it - there were none to be found. She...