Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Beyonce Knowles or Anna Kendrick or Scarlett Johansson or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Beyonce was stuck in her own personal hell. About a month ago her worst fear was realised and she had lost her anal virginity to another woman, and just li...
Nancy's POV "Nancy, can we talk on the porch for a bit?" My stomach flipped, my heart started pounding in my chest and my mouth got dry as my body warred against itself. Shay stood in the doorway, and he took my breath away. I'd never seen an Alpha who was so physically intimidating. He had to be six-foot-nine, he had to tilt his head a little to go thro...
Everyone in this story is 18 or older. This is also a demo piece to see how much my writing has improved since high school, and is the first of 5 stories with the title "Broken". For the most part they all take place with in 48 hours of Feb 14 & deal with Atreyu in some way. "Alright class today we will have a new student teacher joining us." Mr. Franklin...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty n...
I am a frequent flyer, a road warrior - whatever the name for we business travelers who spend more time in airport lounges then in our own beds. I see more hotel rooms in a year than most see in a lifetime. I always thought "Up In the Air" was written about me. I prize the service and attention of being a frequent flyer, Amex Platinum, Hertz Gold, etc., just...
He didn't know exactly when it started. He didn't know why. It started as a curiosity. It turned into a liking. One day, he looked at her lower back. He was expecting it... any second now... She was wearing low-rise jeans. It was bound to happen. What was she hiding? He was about to find out. Jackpot! His penis twitched as he saw them. His head tilted. They...
Note: This is my first story, so be kind to me...I'm just kidding. The second chapter will be more interesting...so bear with me...and...enjoy the ride. -- The harsh fluorescent lighting reflected off of the tiling and blinded me. My eyes felt as though they were going to explode any moment and I would be left with nothing with two giant holes in my face....
Chapter 8 "Oh, damn you, miserable, fucking, goddamned Yankee bastard ... fuck, that's good ... fucking take me, don't waste my time!" Nancy, Nicky's ex-fiancee, now begged me to pound her within an inch of her life. "Shut up and take it, you sorry slut!" I demanded as I slapped Nancy's pale backside until it was pink. Far from angering Nancy, the slaps t...
The theater was completely empty as I made my way in. I wasn't too surprised, given that this low budget, indie, ultra violent Ryan Gosling movie had been out for a few weeks. It would probably be out of theaters next weekend -- and it would have been cheaper to stay home and find a copy online. I wouldn't be wishing I did that in a few hours. And it had no...
"I'd like to propose a toast, if I may." Ansel Kendrick was tapping on his glass. Ansel's barber was not an uncommon sight on the elevator. No doubt, she had been there today. The edge of his combed gray hair was razor sharp. One button held the coat of his charcoal suit across his trim abdomen. I was loathed to admit that Ansel had charisma to go with the...