I have been meaning to tell this story for a long time but have never taken the time to write it all down. I wanted to retain it for my own purposes, as part of a diary that I have never really given much more than a half-hearted attempt at maintaining. But with a couple of vodka and tonics in me tonight, I realized that I had to tell it, partially because i...
This is my first submission and I'm not sure where this is going. It's loosely based upon my earlier life whilst at university, both John and Sarah exist in true life and if I remember correctly a rather sensual and mind blowing threesome did take place on our first trip to Cornwall; as for the rest I'll leave that for you to decide. Any comments good or bad...
I met him in a bar... It was two years ago now. I'd just started my new job in New Zealand, a few of my work friends decided we should go out for our Saturday night. We went down to the local pub, and sat, chatting and drinking- there was a game of rugby and heaps of young guys sat around drinking and yelling, celebrating each point. I wasn't so interested i...
Dear Readers: I researched the witchcraft aspect, and some of what I've written is factual. Other things, I have tweaked a little to suit my purpose. Please don't judge me if you read something that rings untrue. I'm just a writer, and that's what we do. Enjoy! * A bell on the front door jangled as the girls walked through. Best friends for years, Morgan...
My husband and I were given the opportunity to take a mini-vacation for one weekend trip away that would allow us to escape from our hectic lives of childcare, long work hours and lack of true, intimate time together. We are both in our thirties, but already we've developed a grind of daily living. I'm not sure how it happened, but somehow my husband convinc...
Mindblind stood staring at the wall, fist clenched tight around his sword hilt, and his vision red with rage. He tried to master his emotions, as he'd done all his life, but it was having no effect. After everything — even killing the last of the assassins — he was no closer to discovering who was really behind it all. Behind him, Indigo relat...
When the conversation about what to do next didn't really go anywhere, Mindblind watched Yani leave the room, scratched the dark shadow of a beard on his chin, and then turned to Raven. "She'll be fine," Raven answered his unasked question while waving her hand in a dismissive gesture. "She's had her tea. She'll probably even have enough sense to charge any...
Thanks to Private_Label and Black Tulip for the suggestions and their time. July 1916 I knew how much time I had left to enjoy before I went to France. I had what remained of this day, tomorrow and the two nights that separated the daylight hours. That was it and then I'd be off to God knew what. Feeling pensive I stood at the side of the track and looked...
It seems like I'm running a hundred miles an hour to her. Even though I belong to her, when I'm with her I'm free. The grass flies by my feet at blinding speed, making me feel like a low flying hawk, swooping in on its prey, although in this case, I would be considered the prey. Her silhouette is gone from the window and the drapes are drawn. Where did she...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ***** "A true soldier does not fight because he hates what is in front of him, but rather becau...