Prologue Christine looked over her shoulder at the gentlemen across the room. "The fellas over there want to buy you a drink" the waitress explained, and quickly walked away after depositing the Cosmopolitan in front of her. It was another night as the object of affection, and another meaningless token from frat school boys 10 years past their most promisin...
This story is romantic and to me does celebrate the power of women and a strong relationship. I hope you enjoy it. Please vote on it. Happy Holidays. 2 more holiday stories are on their way. * Megan spent her Halloween at the Doctor's office. She had felt a lump in her breast and decided she needed to have a mammogram done. The mammogram lead to a biopsy...
Author's Note: Hey lovelies! What's coming up is more of a mini-chapter than a full-length one. It just made more sense tonally for it to be its own thing since it's mainly backstory with more of a mild horror vibe than an erotic one and squishing it into the rest of the chapter I've been writing felt uncomfortable and has been delaying my posting anything a...
Camping in the mountains of North Carolina were always Nick's favorite part of the fall. Maybe it was the leaves changing. Maybe it was the slight cool breeze. Maybe it was just the overall view of the sun coloring the valleys as if it were showering the trees in a muted gold. No matter the reason Nick felt at home. Looking out at the blanket of trees he fe...
Dark niches were easy to find within the city's limits, it was carved out from the new ruins of modern day masonry. Damp wet stones greased from the local eateries were a common sight drawing an elongated architect of Victorian streets dabbled with a little bit of renaissance provided an alcove of buildings dressed in violet lilies and orchids. It was winter...
On the night of the dead, which the locals called Samhain, Port St Jean, grand dame of the southern cities, sweltered and festered in her party finery. Along her winding avenues and crooked alleys the scent of wood smoke and cooking spices was added to the more familiar smells of sweat and decay. Torches and braziers blazed along all the main streets and sto...
A story for all those who stand in bookshops and skim romance novels to get to the emotional money shot. Bugger character development, get to the good stuff! * Sophie sighed as she watched him through the rain streaked window. She could see Cole was angry even from her seat high above him, looking down on the manor's driveway. Usually fluid movements were...
Never thought it would end up like this, didn't you? So yeah here I am standing before you with a sword of blood and gore .Whatever you think of me already is not even close way afar from the truth. I am not justice or truth. This is my story as a warrior who was completely driven by another force. Driven with Chaos. War. Bloodlust Evil... How do you li...
Jess and Mike were running their own successful tattoo and piercing studio. Over the years they became quite popular - their detailed and fantastic inking became famous not only in their city but in the whole state. One day they decided to give something back to society and wanted to start some kind of charity. As tattooing, piercing and other body modificat...
Steph and I have been married for more years than I care to remember. It's not derogatory my statement, just that my life without her doesn't exist as we have literally done everything together. We not only have a strong loving relationship, but we have until recently, had the most fantastic sex life. In the early years of our marriage, we both took part in...