"Are we there yet?" yelled a boisterous 18-year-old as he tugged on the seatbelt that was starting to leave marks on his neck. "Soon," replied a boy, merely a year older, as his impatient fingers rattled along the steering wheel. His entire body was clammy as he fidgeted around in his seat, trying to brush off his mild frustration. "Any minute now, honestly...
To all the message leavers, really sorry about the delay. I had laptop issues that saw me lose almost half of the last chapter after a shitload of work, and meant that I had to go back to an older saved version and re-write a whole load of stuff that I'd felt really good about first time and it's never as good, at least it doesn't seem like it; but Hey, that...
Your hand skims my leg from ankle to thigh, grazing along the surface of the skin. The smooth, tanned, sweet lemon-scented flesh is intoxicating in its grace. Taunt muscles define the sensual shape. Your lips tenderly brush my knee. Quite suddenly, your teeth nip at my meaty inner thigh. Then, reverting back to tenderness, your tongue swirls the area so near...
I am Hornless. A demon. One of the many infernal entities who have been graced with the ability to blend into human societies with minimal risk of detection. Unlike our more chaotic kin who delight in embracing the worlds they visit in fire and brimstone, Hornless are far more subtle, like a whisper in the wind, the third voice in one's consciousness given a...
It is snowing, you are wearing a Santa Suit. Written across the bag slung over your shoulder is the message “Clean up the Streets!” You walk along the street, searching for people to bestow your kindness upon. You smile to yourself, thinking how grateful they will be. Ahead you see a small child, barefoot, wearing shorts and a torn shirt, playing in the...
With trepidation and a sudden attack of shyness Hazel almost turns tail and runs for the refuge of her car. It was tempting. Who would even know she had chickened out? Aside from her fiancé Alan, who right now was thousands of miles away across the Atlantic in Philadelphia on a work trip, she hadn't told anyone about the visit to Dr Kovalevich, let alone t...
Sorry for the delay in stories, my life has gone to shit. Sorry if this seems a little bit odd, or a bit not-sexy, but like most of my stuff, it is true, this actually happened, and we all know real life doesn't always make for the most flowing, sexy, perfect story. Sorry if it's not great, I haven't written one of these for years....and sorry the intro was...
She looked at the clock on the nightstand. It was around noon. Penny looked up towards the coffin where her completely terrible master, Draco, slept. Vampire's night was her daytime. Her only chance. She was cautious though. Very cautious still. It had been a week in this hellhole for Penny. Now he was just being careless, unless of course, he wanted her to...
Having grown up on the Atlantic coastline summer has always meant the start of hurricane season. Sure, plenty of other things, but I have a lot of summer memories that include seeing news reports of stores sold out of all water and various other supplies. Yet, it always seems that no matter how many times that the storms strike there are many people who are...
He first noticed her at the Stephen King section of the local bookstore. She intrigued him for two reasons: Firstly, Stephen King novels were his life passion, the focus of his PhD study, and secondly, the logo on her handbag was from the same company his wife worked for. And she attracted him like a magnet. So he struck up a conversation. "Do you read many...