Resubmitted w/ changes in POV. The breaks werea always there, they just didn't copy and paste. As always, thanks to WorldHistoryBuff. She's the best. * Emma stared at Antony in shock. He had stopped the car in the middle of the road and just dropped a bomb on her. How could he know her mother? Certainly in four thousand years, he had met more than a few bl...
It was late January and I was at the mall shopping. The holiday rush was over and the entire mall was very quiet on a weekday afternoon. I do not like trying on clothes, but I dislike returning items even more so I do it when necessary. Today I had taken the afternoon off to shop for a friend's birthday and maybe update my wardrobe a little when a sweater...
With a heavy sigh, Myles slammed the door of her car and jogged over to the front door of the house. She desperately needed a drink. Her whole day was filled with overbearing men trying to make her do things she would rather not. From a man who should have been the least of her concerns to the foolish head of the slayer society – it was just sickening. Just...
White cloth, ripped and stained, gave way to rough tugging. Big hands, pulling at her, bruising her flesh. They would use her, leave her bloody and mangled by the body at her feet. The cold bit at her bared flesh and she sought escape, deep within. Let them finish her. She didn't care. A memory came to her, giving some relief. Sarah's face, smiling and laug...
My thanks goes out to Kttn and Aleirian for taking the time out of their busy schedules to edit Shady Oak. ***** This year Jean and I celebrated our thirty-sixth wedding anniversary. I pause occasionally to glance at my wife, when she first crawls out of bed in the mornings with her white curls all tangled and snarled, or when she lays a loving hand on on...
Before we begin, I feel it only prudent to remind everyone that this is a work of fiction, and that everyone involved is over the age of eighteen. Having said that... Mr. Owens is about to meet his new playmates. Anyone want to read more? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Hi, Mr. Owens!" Alex smiled, as I opened the door. It was Friday night,...
Jordan sat in her small cubicle, packing away the last remnants of her belongings. The company she worked for had just been bought. They were downsizing and her position was no longer needed. "Hey Jordie." a voice said over her head as she was disconnecting some of the plugs to her personal equipment. "Hey Lance." she answered. She knew that voice withou...
Did you ever wonder what it is that makes you do something that you otherwise would never have done? Is it something that you ate or drank that gives you the idea? Is it the time of day, or the weather conditions, or the way you're dressed that inspires you to get up off your duff and do something? Or is it some sort of sixth sense that prompts you to go ahe...
I missed Becky's party. I missed it because she couldn't have it; at least not at our house. Laurie was home when I got there Wednesday. Becky left a note on the kitchen's peninsula. She wrote that she was going out with friends and would be back in the evening; most likely to get her things for a two day camping trip. Fortunately for me Laurie was in our b...
Close calls and unexpected discoveries. Single mother Rachel Pierson was working in diner when she met a man who claimed to be a construction superviser. He had been funny and charming and smart and promised to return the next day. He didn't return again for eight months. When he did he began stalking her, terrifying the woman. After nearly two weeks of be...