Lucinda, a Novella (Part 1) It was a damp grey dawn in the "only behind closed doors" hamlet known as Atlantic City. The place was in its hey-day--- the boardwalk was an enjoyable stroll to visitors and locals alike, and the casino/hotels boasted an architectural greatness not yet surpassed by its counterpart, Las Vegas... Down an alleyway, opposite th...
Until now, I have kept my Lady Luck secret from the world. I will hide her no more. I am coming clean and declaring, loudly and publicly, that all the good things in my life came to me because of my luck, not hard work. I know my confession is inflaming the hemorrhoids of all the people who continuously preach the virtues of hard work. Hard work, they tell y...
Jack eyed the girl's jiggly ass from the front door of LA's Celebrity Starr Night Club. He thought she was fine as hell with her fat tits, tiny waist and sexy hips. There was a gap just below her crotch that called out his name. The chick's pants were so tight, Jack could see the imprint of her pussy slit. The large, muscular bouncer stuffed his hands in hi...
I was a new law enforcement agent, recently recruited from the District Attorney's office and trying to make a name for myself. I was looking into some drug deals and gang activity, and had to rely on an acquaintance from my prosecuting days. Barry had gotten under my skin early on in the game, he always admitted his involvement yet always managed to be so g...
Giuliana Benedetti looks at herself in the full body bathroom mirror, all 5'7" of herself. The light olive skin she inherited from her Sicilian ancestors is the hallmark that sometimes gives her Italian ethnic background away. She runs her smooth hands all over her body, trying to understand why her idiot of a husband Giuseppe isn't satisfied with the I...
This is the second of 6 separate stories that was taken from a much larger piece. They take place on the same day, at the same time, during the same snow storm. Since each is a story all its own, it doesn't matter which one you read first. WK * Gino Maretti smiled as he hung up the phone. So many people had called out for his shift, that they canceled it....
Authors Note: I read the comments on chapter one of 'A Teen's Will and I fully agree with them. I may have rushed it a bit because I was excited getting my first story out. In this second part, I will change the character a little without doing too much, just simplifying him. So don't be surprised if he the character (Ryan) isn't identical to the Ryan in...
Chapter 1 My Awkward Phase The greatest lie is that what happens in high school doesn't matter, because life begins in college. I pretended to agree, although I never believed it, for I was the world's greatest liar. Wannabees I was hanging out with my friends Quinn, Barb and Anne in the Newspaper Office, our refuge at University High in Los Angeles. A g...
Saint Valentine's Day Massacre The love story behind the Saint Valentine's Day Massacre. Always suspected that it was Al Capone behind the Saint Valentine's Day Massacre, it was never proven and, although he admitted to it in private to his boys, he never confessed the crime to the police. On Valentine's Day, February 14, 1929, seven men were shot in the b...
Authors Note: Thank you to those people who sent me such lovely feedback asking for another chapter for this story. Here it is! Thank you again to Jason for running a friendly eye over my work it is much appreciated. I hope you all enjoy this chapter. ~ellie Josh had taken his time over the following day, never demanding too much or pushing her too hard....