My good friend StangStar06 recently published a romance (8 Mile) about a homeless woman with red hair, just like there is in this one. The stories themselves are different and I actually wrote this story months ago but only recently finished editing it. I just didn't want anyone to think I had stolen any ideas. ROCHELLE It was a chilly night but not col...
Kelsea couldn't get the memory of the Priestess' eyes out of her mind. Even as she ran between the curling unearthly fog, flanked on either side by tombstones taller than her head. Even as she ducked between a cleft that separated two entwined grave markers like the coiling spiral of interlaced vines. Even as she listened to the sounds of monsters making war...
//Author's Note: Huge thanks to my good friends KatieTay and SkullTitti for their help in translations and tone! This story could not have been possible without their patience and assistance!// Wren sat back in her chair, with her bowl of cereal resting on the top center of her chest, and put her feet up on the console. "So," she said, in between bites. The...
The City Of Angels, Spring 2008 (Note: Part 5 ran seven pages, which was longer than I like. Part 6 is longer, so I have subdivided it.) For this section: Chapters 42, 43 and 45 include violence. Bad things happen to bad folks. Chapter 46 includes sex. This is a work of fiction. However, the record supports the historical references below (Mongols, Mand...
Warning: Even though there are some religious references throughout the beginning of this story, even though I pray to God a lot in this story, and even though I thank God for all the blessings bestowed upon me, this is not a religious story. God forbid, being that this is a porn site, sorry, I mean, an erotic literature site, of course, that I should refere...
Chapter 18, The Church Hall Sue and Jackie were both members of the local Girl Guide troop, a small troop which met down at the village hall once a week. They had both been members for years. This year the troop had organised a camping trip towards the end of the summer, nothing too exciting, a few days in the woods down behind the village church but enough...
I got back to my apartment on Thursday afternoon at about 4:30, after my weekly two-hour child psychology seminar. I kicked off my shoes, leafed through the mail, and saw the red message light on my answering machine blinking. Two messages. First message: "Hi Amy, it's Janie. Wondered if you might like to go out for a bite this evening, say around 6:30? Give...
Her heart was racing. She could feel a small bead of sweat running down the back of her neck. Suddenly she was very aware of the stillness of the world around her. A warm early-afternoon light was filtering into the room. The shadows it cast as it ran across the rooms furniture caused odd angled and thin projections along the wall beside her. The screen flas...
It was just like any other Wednesday night. My seventeen year old daughter was in her bedroom creating a make-up tutorial for her Youtube channel, my fourteen year old son was having a shower, and my husband was trying to seduce me. Sixteen years into my relationship with my husband – and you'll surmise from the dates that he's probably not Sadie's father,...
Max was airlifted to a nearby military hospital. He realized he didn't even know where he was. He didn't care just now. He just wanted to get to the next tournament and end this thing. The helicopter was landing on the roof. An orderly and six guards were there to greet him, if you could call that a greeting. They placed him on a gurney and rushed him inside...