I lived in Orlando but spent quite a bit of time in Cocoa Beach, so much so that I maintained an apartment there. I liked the name of the complex. It was called The Lovely Arms after a comic strip apartment complex in which Brenda Starr lived. I averaged spending a week a month there but sometimes the week would stretch into two or three weeks. The length of...
Ian blinked his eyes open and stretched as he awoke late on the afternoon of the day he'd been captured. He frowned as he heard Ember shouting from the living room of his apartment. 'Their' apartment, he corrected himself with a smile. Getting up and slipping on a pair of sweats, he made his way out of the bedroom. He chuckled at the sight that met him and l...
Author Notes: The Perspectives Series was created as a study of how our perception of people and events is largely influenced by our point of view. As you read the distinct stories of these characters, and become more invested in their lives, your perception of them and their situations will likely change. There are four novels in this collection, with the...
Stories of Mark 'Tank' Lawson ******************************* Attention Readers*** This is a work of fiction. Any characters or events described in this story is strictly coincidental. These events are strictly coming from my imagination. All characters are above the age of consent, and there are a couple of sex scenes in this one, so if you are against th...
Chapter 1 "Ms. Shawcross will see you now," said the willowy blonde secretary, motioning them to follow her. Charles Emerson noticed that she had a pronounced seesaw to her hips as she undulated down the corridor to the conference room they had requested. "You know this is not going to be pleasant," warned Don Carcharo, Emerson's lawyer. "I don't expec...
PART 4: The Choice *** I emerged from my bathroom feeling much refreshed, and yet my entire body ached from the exertion I'd just put it through. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I headed towards my closet to find a fresh set of pajamas. I'd also have to locate something for Taylor to wear. I stalked over and pulled open the closet door. Immediately I he...
Author's Note: I've had the idea for this one for months before I started writing, and I originally envisioned something shorter. When I outlined it, I noticed that it would have to be a longer work to do it proper justice. This story comes in at just over 52K words with a lot of heat in the middle. I had originally thought to put it in the First Time catego...
The sound of crickets chirping happily in the late afternoon sunlight combined with the sight of his faithful three year old white and tan little Basenji hound lounging contentedly on the end of the worn black leather couch he had been sleeping on for the past year allowed Vlad a small measure of comfort against the stress of staying alive as he awoke from h...
Chapter 1 Sean had heard the adage, "What goes up must come down," but he had never paid much attention to it or even remotely thought it would ever apply to him. Why should he have anyway, after all, he was nick named "Black Dynamite", a young, handsome black man from the hood who was drafted straight from high school to the NBA, netting a record salary fo...
(Hello to the fans that enjoyed the other stories I wrote in collaboration with CBSummers. We're at it again. This one is long. Very long. If submitted to a publisher, it would qualify as a full length novel. Just letting everyone know that from the beginning. It had to be long to cram all the super hot fucking we wrote into one story. Our three little stone...