My old man mind can't remember where I'd heard it before, oh not the phrase itself everyone's heard that! I'd heard that it was a kind of writer's joke. That phrase, 'it was a dark and stormy night'. It's a juvenile way newbie writers used thousands of times to try and build tension or suspense at the first part of a book or story. Much like the rusty hinges...
Copyright Oggbashan September 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is a Halloween fantasy with femdom. Ruritania is the fict...
Having spoken to my editors and other people, apparently Ha Ha is not as well known as I thought. All persons playing a game of Ha Ha lie down on the floor, each with their head on the stomach of another player, everyone connected like dominos. The first player says, "Ha." The player on whose stomach his head is resting says, "Ha Ha." Each player adds an add...
Everything was in slow motion now. The background noise seemed so far away as I knelt down on the sideline and watched the game. I glanced up at the clock and watched one second tick away. It felt like one hour. My head thumped as my heart pounded the blood through skull. This was far worse than the feeling I had when I was playing and the game was tight. I...
Hey there, lovelies! I just want to say thank you to everyone that is taking the time to read this story as well as the other submissions. This contest is about a lot more than just writers; our readers play a huge role in what we do, so I would like to thank each and every one of you for taking time to read and vote on these stories In regards to this s...
After dinner, Divi and her friends were still revved up about the events of the day on the lake. They were all talking excitedly at the same time and Priya shifted her concentration from one to the other taking in as much as she could. At times, details came out that I don't think they had intended to reveal and one of the other girls would glare at her. Pri...
Alpha Leo Volkov's POV I smiled when I saw Adrienne's car parked next to the pole barn. She hadn't called me back or replied to my texts, but I knew I'd see her soon. We pulled my new truck into the extra-deep stall, the extended-cab pickup truck easily fit inside the garage with room to spare. Mike came around and got the scooter out, helping me slide down...
I still drive by our old place sometimes. The house is still there, although it is empty and crumbling. There are still no close neighbors. Whoever the owners are now don't mow, so the lot is overgrown with weeds and grass. I'll pull up in the driveway and get out of the car, but I don't usually go farther. I cannot tell you exactly why. Maybe it's out of re...
Chapter 27 – More of the Saturday Party. A Phone Call Alice pulled Heather with her as she went to Owen. Dave wondered if there was safety in numbers. He felt certain that Alice wanted to make love with Owen but knew she was worried about her own fortitude to resist his attraction to a deeper and dangerous relationship – dangerous to her marriage, in any ca...
Author's note: First, thank you for the positive reception of my stories. I am humbled for the compliments bestowed. Second, thank you for your critiques, I can only wish it helps me become a better writer. I have noticed that a common complaint is the "storybook" endings my stories tend to gravitate to. I can only acknowledge the veracity of that complaint....