Ps, I would like to thank DRGriffin for all his help in editing. A note to all my readers; someone commented that my stories were all the same. Without getting into a lot of detail, I watched an episode of the "Walton's" on TV. An experienced writer told Johnboy, "Don't write about Chicago or New York. Write what you know about." I took that to heart, using...
My cell phone buzzed, making me jump. My first thought was that Megan was calling me, calling me to apologize, calling to ask me to forgive her. Forgive her for screwing me over and kicking me to the curb like a dog. I'd been dozing in the old, worn recliner in my darkened living room. The TV was on, and the baseball game I'd been watching was over now. Lo...
HUMANITY 2.0 YEAR 028, DAY 284? The "Day 284?" is a best guess. I'll explain later. I don't remember how many times I tried to clobber the door to my luxurious prison cell before the gas got to me. Judging by my bloody-bandaged hands when I woke up, I'd say I put a decent dent in it. I was unconscious for an interminable length of time, and unfortunately,...
© 2003 by Thrillerauthor Sandy Lane glanced at his Rip Curl watch as he paddled back towards the lineup. Less then twenty seconds remaining in his heat. Sandy had one good wave under his belt, but unless he nailed another one, there was no way he was going to make it into the finals. He glanced over his right shoulder, and at first he couldn't believe wha...
"You had a baby!" Peter said, staring at the child. Then he looked down to Felicia's pregnant belly, distending her shirt even more than her swollen breasts. "You have a baby! You're having a baby!" "Not at the moment." "Is he mine? She mine? Either of those mine?" "He's mine," Jessica Drew said, stepping out of the bathroom. She took the baby from Felici...
—DISCLAIMER— As usual, this chapter is written in Matt's point of view, but a small portion is actually written in Halie's point of view, for just a little change up. Yes, she's alive, I couldn't kill her. What? You'd find out in thirty seconds anyway! Enjoy! ***** The engine roars as I dart down the empty highway. My mind is full of thoughts and images....
Fucked. That's what I had been. Rightfully and thoroughly fucked. Saturday night, I awoke on my back in Brian's bed. I could barely move, but I wasn't complaining. The spot next to me was empty but still warm. I smiled. We'd been having sex of some sort ever since we'd arrived after lunch. Whether I'd been on the bed or the padded bench or his kinky creat...
Chapter Two - The Trial Adele arose and addressed the jury to make her opening statement. "At least twenty-five percent of women serving in the U.S. military have been sexually assaulted, and up to eighty percent have been sexually harassed. Women in the U.S. military are more likely to be raped by fellow soldiers than they are to be killed in combat," she...
Author's note: Greetings, and welcome to the fourth chapter in a story about two adult women engaged in a consensual D/s relationship. I'd originally planned this to be the final chapter but as the word count crept upwards I realized there would be one more, so chapter 5 should be along in a week or so. I'd like to again express my sincere gratitude for the...
Chase Nygaard's POV Arrowhead Pack Clinic Lunch hadn't happened, and dinner approached as I continued my vigil at Rori's side. The placental tear had partially healed, and the blood flow had stopped. That was the good news. The bad was that she had lost a lot of blood along the way. I had a cloth and a bowl of warm water, cleaning the blood from her fu...