Hi, everyone. Here's another little tale I've worked on. This story was truly a challenge and I had fun writing it. It allowed me to loosen up and just enjoy telling a fantastic tale. It is not my usual genre, but I wanted to try something different. Please read it and I hope you enjoy. Please vote and leave comments. Feedback is always welcomed. Savin I w...
Chapter Nine Hmmm, heaven was built on spicy Szechwan chicken. Michelle popped the last bite into her mouth and sat back on the couch, her hand on her flat stomach. She had changed clothing before sitting down with Nick and the food, putting on a pair of short black leggings and an oversized FBI tee shirt her brother had gotten for her when he went to Quant...
It was one-thirty in the afternoon when Claudia heard Lucas's old pickup truck pull into the driveway, its motor grumbling lowly as it came to a stop. With her hair and makeup already done, all she had left to do was grab her fringe purse, and after looping it over her shoulder, she headed out of her bedroom and down the hallway toward the front door. "Cat...
Stalled: The First Story of Millie and Jesse The following is a work of fiction. Any similarity to real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. No persons under the age of 18 are depicted as engaging in sexual activity. Copyright 2011, by ErosArtist. All rights reserved. They stood beside the car in the late afternoon sun, cool air picking at t...
dear readers; Omega's Game is the joint handle of Stella_Omega and Joey'sgame We'd like to share an RP with you. We've edited it a little bit, because Stella is a grammar nazi -- the original can be read here if you prefer. ~Namaste!~ *** Stella I see Joey around here with some regularity; he seems like a sweet kid. He has a nicely athletic body, and...
You might be wondering how a dead man can tell a tale. If you actually were wondering this, you should know that you could be going crazy. Everyone knows 'Dead men tell no tales'. So does that mean I survived? Of course not; no human can possibly survive the destruction of an entire region. Did anyone survive where the bombs went off in Hiroshima or Nagasaki...
Mark started his day as he usually did with a quick cup of coffee and a morning stroll out on his deck. Being it was the start of the workweek, he knew there wouldn't be much of anything going on around the complex with most everyone off to work or attending school. He had an appointment himself later on that afternoon with a woman who was a Realtor and help...
Ladies and Gentlemen: Ever wonder, what they do? Ever wonder, just what they actually do, those dark suited, black brolly wielding, black briefcase carrying, black Bowler Hat wearing, British Government Civil Servants? Yes? Well, I will tell you, then. The following account is an excerpt from my Diaries, in which I assiduously chronicle the daily events...
Most everybody gets Christmas gifts. Every now and then we even get one we like or can use. But most of the time we couldn't remember what we got last year if our lives depended on it. John and Cheryl had this same problem. They met in college and were now boyfriend and girlfriend living together in sin. Lots of sin. But at 25 and 24, respectively, they wer...
Chapter 4: Destination Nowhere © Sadie Rose 1999 (Gore Warning: The culmination of this story is 'still' [apologies to Laurel and Manu] a tad violent, so anyone with a nervous disposition and/or weak stomach should cut away before the last page. Sorry :I ) SIMON "Why didn't you fucking wake me?" Simon yelled at his boyfriend, and not for the first time,...