Author's Note: This is the conclusion to what, in my mind, I think of as chapter 10. It's much shorter than the first part. As I alluded at the end of the first part, I believe that this has a very different feel. It takes a turn into a much darker place than anything I've written in this series so far. I believe that there are people who, to all outward ap...
Moving is one huge pain in the ass. I had been working for this company for six years when they offered me a great job in a city at the other side of he country. I am a California girl and moving to Philadelphia sounded as if I was going to China but the new position was a big step up in the company and my new salary was fantastic. But, three thousand miles...
Julie sat on the soft chair in the reception area and flicked casually through the magazine. It was a generic women's magazine and held no real interest to her critical eye, though she did enjoy the various pictures of famous actresses and singers who were perceived as "hot". They didn't impress her; they didn't even know what "hot" was. Now someone with the...
Author's note 1: I do not have an editor, and while I did go through and catch most spelling errors those I could not find the correct spelling for I marked with a **double asterisk**. Any others was missed or on purpose (As in an ascent). Author's note 2: This is a first draft stile submission. Where Fire and Ice Mix ~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~ Topaz, The Dwarven c...
Hey everyone! Here's another story. This story runs alongside with a few other stories, including Neighbors, and several stories I am currently working on. Of course, all characters involved in sex are over the age of consent which is 18 in the USA. I hope you enjoy, let me know what you think in the comment section. Feel free to reach out to me to discuss i...
Her skin is white cloth, and she's all sewn apart and she has many colored pins sticking out of her heart. -Voodoo Girl, Tim Burton I woke up alone. I woke up alone and wide awake. I didn't want to be; I wanted to be in a deep sleep, and if I had to wake up, then I wanted to wake up and be back to the life I knew before. But that was never going to happen...
You guys. Your reaction to this story surpasses everything I ever hoped. Thank you so much! I hope I keep up with your expectations. Once again, oodles of merci to Doctime for reading, editing, encouraging, questioning and all around doing a great job of helping me become a better writer. I changed quite a few things after he sent the chapter back to me....
As always my thanks to mikothebaby for editing for me. I confess I have tinkered with the chapter to add something I missed so any errors are mine :-) Enjoy! * Mac rounded the desk to meet his queen with a pensive expression on his face. "You're early, Annie," he remarked, shielding Andrea to give her time to collect herself. He bent down to brush his li...
Authors Note: This is a collaborative effort by Openmouth, who wrote the part of Stormie and RoryOmore who wrote the part of Mark. All characters are over the age of eighteen. STORMIE Prologue: Stormie's Drive Stormie put her bags in the car and set off towards the highway. As she drove she contemplated what had brought her to this point, and what the pos...
Why do we still think airports are places of glamour? Why not call them the meat-packing factories they are, pushing long sausages of passengers' flesh through portals and detector gates? Tourists, businessmen, and all kinds of other travelers milled around the halls and corridors of Washington's Dulles International Airport, spreading sweat and heat and...