Felicity Smoak was a nervous wreck. She had pretty much been a nervous wreck since putting her clothes back on, but it seemed to get worse with every step she took as she and Sara Lance returned wordlessly to their apartment. The whole trip felt like a blur, Felicity's MIT graduating mind repeating over and over again all the reasons why what they had just d...
Dedicated to my friend Keller23 for your support and motivation. Thanks for your help. For the readers: just be nice. This is my first time doing this, so be light on the criticism. While welcome, I will only accept it politely./i> ***** Friday, September 26th Today was worse then most. It was one when the heart wrenching loneliness tears me completely a...
Laurel looked over the docket of cases she'd have to make. The first one was of a serial arsonist. It came with pictures of his three victims. She'd gone into work that morning bearing a smoothie with the smoothie dumped out and vodka filling the Styrofoam container instead. She'd been smart; that was enough to keep her on an even keel through the work day...
Laurel could not believe she was here. She stood on the balcony of the penthouse suit at the Hotel Metropol in Monte Carlo, Monaco, overlooking the Mediterranean Sea on a cloudless night. The warm ocean breeze was making her golden hair undulate slowly. Staring at the stars as the ocean crashed on the white sand below, she reflected on her luck at being able...
Thanks for reading! I can tell I have a few consistent followers and that makes me smile! Your ratings and constructive comments are appreciated. Enjoy! ***** Laurel was depressed. Jennifer was depressed. Margaret was depressed. Even Cyd and Kat seemed a little less loud and obnoxious than usual. The first week of the New Year was one of the worst the fami...
I've been very busy lately. My life has been going to hell lately, and I don't think I've been in a worse spot. I'm beginning to fear for my life because I may not be able to afford more medication for myself. I hope this isn't my last entry. I doubt it will be, really. Please don't worry. I'll live. In fact, it's you guys who keep me going. Your support kep...
Dustin "Dusty" Aldrich came home from work just after four on a cold January afternoon. He hung up his reflective safety coat and stepped into the kitchen, where Laurel, his wife of twenty years, was setting the table for four. She gave him a quick smile and went about her business. "Did I forget a dinner date?" he asked. "No," she replied without making e...
Laurel stood there, holding Manu, as the sun shone down on her wet glistening body. The pool hose lay on the ground, creating a steady stream that flowed across the patio, forming small puddles here and there. Laurel felt the spray trickle under her bare feet, tickling her toes. "Hey, I see you've started without me! Well, I can see that this is going to be...
Thanks for the reads and the ratings everyone! It's been fun to come back to this story that I wrote a long time ago and make it sexy ;) Constructive comments and ratings are appreciated! The next morning Cydalia and Katarina were fighting vicious hangovers, but they still couldn't stop talking about what an amazing time they'd had. When Jennifer came dow...
Laurel could feel herself releasing with them, the two vampires. One was ramming her from the inside of her ass, and the other was rock solid in her mouth, his balls knocking her chin as her mouth rode his entire shaft. She was on her knees gracing a small, but sturdy block of wood and loving every second of this moment as they all three reached the inevitab...