Es war ein schöner, sonniger Nachmittag und der Himmel über Croft Mansion war wolkenlos. Seit Tagen hatte es nicht mehr geregnet, doch den grünen, gepflegten Gartenanlagen des Anwesens konnte man es aushalten. Laras Butler trat auf die Terasse und ging mit gesetzem Schritt zum Pool. Er breitete eine bequeme Decke aus und stellte eine kunstvoll gearbeitete Ka...
"And here we are,” Lara smiled with satisfaction as she reached the T-shaped bottom of the red sandstone stairs leading into the deepest recesses of the latest tomb to be explored by her. It was an odd one too, Lara mused as she stood between the two pillars on the platform formed by the bottom of the staircase, ten feet above the floor of the massive s...
Lara and Simon first met at a conference in the late 1990s, when Simon was starting out as an assistant professor and Lara was finishing her PhD. Twenty years later, they were still good friends and saw each other often. They lived in different cities but had stayed in the same field of research. They often ran into each other at conferences and worked toget...
Author's Notes: With the thought of the Tales of the Arabian Nights, this is a modern account of how two people from distinctly different worlds are drawn together in storybook fashion. For those readers whose cultures may be part of the plot, please allow a liberal amount of literary license and use of stereotypes to make the romance entertaining. For those...
The wheels on the Jaguar convertible squeal as you power through a tight curve in the road. The warm English air is rushing past your ears with a howl and down either side of the road the tall trees meld into a blurry green wall. Lara Croft is sitting in the passenger seat, long auburn hair is in a state of panic, blowing across her face and flowing over t...
My wife and I never knew how fulfilling a resort stay could be. My wife, Lara, and I checked into a beautiful, very expensive country resort in Vermont. It was late Spring, and the grounds were covered with blossoming bushes. We were there for what we hoped would be a really romantic three-day weekend. We reserved a ground-floor room on the mountain side o...
A/N: This is a segment out of a future novel I intend to be writing hopefully this year. * Flidias - Gaelic goddess of the forest "Lara the time has come to take your life partner, do you have a man in mind," asked the grand arch druid who is reaching the grand age of eighty but doesn't look a day over thirty. "Yes Arch-Druid," said Lara. "Does this ma...
Lara always knew her childhood wasn't typical. Single mothers raise lots of kids so that wasn't what made it different. Neglect is a harsh word. Rather it was the general ambivalence or presumption of independence on the part of her mother. Lara never knew her father and as she got older she realized her mother did not know him either. More than likely Lara...
"Hey, man. My parents will be away this weekend and I'll be having a party over at my place. Want to come? There'll be drinks and everything." Robert Zheng listened to the invitation of his friend Marcus. He wasn't really into parties and gatherings of that sort in general. Having immigrated from China at the age of 12, he had initially been self-conscious...
A little cuckolding for those that are fans and some gay sex tossed in for those of us who like that shit too. As our daughter was escorted down the aisle by Ed my wife Lara hugged me. "We made a beautiful baby girl," she whispered. I nodded my agreement but inside I was torn. Why, if we made a baby girl was my friend and boss walking her down the aisle? M...