----=(A child named Ukrial)=---- The cosy little cafe was placed in a spring green nature park. The cafe was surrounded by a grass lawn area. Large trees grew naturally at various spots. The lighting was sufficiently bright to give full natural growth to the living greenery of the park. The sky-blue coloured ceiling was approximately three building floors a...
Dear Memory, Why should I arrange to meet you? You are a distant, shameful figure from my past, my reckless youth. Why should I agree to meet with you? Deceive my husband, my family? My marriage may not be a hotbed of passion, but by our culture’s standards, he has been a good husband. I am a respectable married woman. And yet... thinking of you awakens tha...
I stepped out of the shower. The face that stared back at me was pale, with dark circles under its eyes, haunted. I smiled an ironic grin, and decided I didn't feel like putting on a face to greet the faces that I met. I felt haunted, so I was going with it. I pulled my hair into a French twist, and went to retrieve my coffee. I pulled on a black turtle nec...
The windows were open, letting the fresh October breeze waft through the air. It wasn't really warm outside, but it was crisp, as any autumn should be. The oranges and yellows and reds of the leaves hid quietly behind the sheer wisps of linen that hung between them and me. I watched quietly, pondering how time flew so quickly. Wasn't yesterday just the begin...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. All characters in this story are over the age of 18-years-old Summer Romance Never Forgotten, #5 We all have lost a love one and think about what may have been with that person instead of being married to the one we married. As if it all happened yesterday instead of forty years ago, Robert remembered...
We all know that the Paparazzi are freelance professional photographers who pursue celebrities to take candid photos to sell to newspapers, magazines, and online web sites. We think of them waiting in front of eateries in downtown LA or New York waiting for their celebrity to appear drunk and disorderly or on the beach of a lush tropical paradise waiting fo...
Today I had to stop myself from going to him. I saw him through a storefront window and my heart skipped a beat. I know he's bad for me in every possible way, but that thought doesn't stop the way my body reacts to the sight of him. My body tightened, my pulse raced and I froze in place, my eyes locked onto his muscular frame. He was looking at a suit, so...
Kitty lay between two men - the love of her life Tom on one side, and Don her new acquaintance on the other. The two men slept soundly, softly breathing in a rhythmic pattern, albeit each to their own syncopation. The room smelled faintly of sex and tropical flowers. She would remember that potent combination of scents - when she remembered last night - and...
Growing up, my sister and I shared a bathroom located between our rooms. Being a year older than me, she thought it was hers and I was an unwelcome invader. Whether she was careless or just torturing her little brother, she used to leave he door ajar while she had her friends over, male and female. Once I began having girls over to my room, I returned the fa...
You are standing at the edge of a cliff, looking out over the world. From here you can see every fault, every sin, every transgression. It is like a voice in your ears, whispering, drawing your attention to every miniscule detail, ever imperfection. As you stand, listening, your attention is drawn to a run down apartment somewhere in the middle of phoenix...