Warning: This story is a contains graphic scenes depicting pain and humiliation. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, 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 coinc...
Jennifer looked out of the large glass windows at the front of the reception into the bleak January afternoon. She couldn't remember the last time she'd seen the sun, and with the economic climate so uncertain she'd decided not to visit the travel agents over the Christmas period like she normally did. No, she'd just have to wait a few more months and hope i...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Miami, Florida A short plane ride from New York to Miami had unfolded within the past two days, offering a new breath of fresh air. Jennifer Lopez returned to Miami on a Monday afternoon, looking for a break wit...
It was mid week in late summer and Jennifer was busying herself in her room, organizing her school work into her backpack. Jennifer and her family lived on an expansive farm nestled in the Midwest. She was the only child of Dana and Jake Peters, farmers of relatively lucrative means but still living in the house that Jennifer's grandfather had built. Jennife...
Friday rolled around and I was really looking forward to the evening. I had a feeling everyone else was, too. It was going to be awesome. Right at 7, Shiri and Christine rang the bell. I welcomed them in. Christine was carrying a salad, and Shiri had brought a bottle of wine. They were both wearing tight-fitting t-shirts and skimpy shorts. I hugged Shiri an...
CRUSHING NEWS Jennifer opened the mail Tuesday and read the disappointing letter. The magazine had not selected her as the winner but they thanked her for her photo submission. They went on to say that it was a very close contest but she had not won. She was in disbelief. How could the magazine not recognize her beauty? They were going to keep her image fro...
** This is the Fourth in a series. You can read it as a stand alone story or for a fuller experience please read my other stories, Hidden Pleasures, The Desire, and The Island which involve the same characters.** ***** Capture Me Chapter 1. Lightning flashed brightly in the distance, followed shortly after by the low rumble of thunder. Jennifer Stokes...
Some nights, the RA had a hangover and singing anything above the level of wait'll you see my dick was out of the question. On those nights, you sucked it up and turned to more obscure college entertainment, like drinking and party games. "My turn?" Beca asked, before taking her obligatory shot. "Dare." Aubrey smiled at her, always loving to turn the scr...
The towers of the Eros Hotel, a great neo-gothic vision of rich stone and gleaming metal, stood like a great pillar of warmth against the grey-scale darkness of the New York City winter. Jennifer didn't know what to expect on the inside, but from the outside the Eros Hotel had a mystique to match its name. Her long legs extended to clear a puddle as she cr...
Late 2014 There was still time to make a clean break. She seemed to have called me from the road, so she wasn't that close by, right? I supposed it had to come crashing down like this somehow. After I sold my first screenplay, and had none other than Jennifer Lawrence attached to film it after the last two Hunger Games, I was due for a downfall. It would b...