She didn't expect the outing to be as much fun as it was. As Nadia quietly walked beside Spencer, she found herself smiling. After meeting at the library, the group, which included Anthony, Spencer's best friend and his date, Valentina, and Felix, Janine's pseudo-boyfriend, quickly decided to walk to the local ice cream parlor. There, they sat and enjoyed th...
Disclaimer: The following events are entirely fictional, while the story itself should be considered to be a work of parody. I do not have permission from the Disney Corporation for the use of its Attractions, Theme Parks or Characters. The resemblance of any characters to actual Disney Cast Members is entirely coincidental. ***** I felt like a big kid aga...
Prologue: Cassidy Hawthorne lay where she had been for the better part of the last three years, in a hospital bed. She stared up at the white-washed ceiling letting her mind wander as the ever-constant chirps and chimes of the various monitors connected to her person bled into background. Her nose and throat had long since gotten used to being dry and uncom...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know this is supposed to be erotic fiction but it's difficult trying to shoehorn regular smatterings of sordid sex into a post apocalypse story about saving the world and keep it credible. Apologies for the previous episode being a bit, ahem ... dry. Hope this one, that begins days after Chapter 12, sates your appetite. I mean no disrespect...
I have always had a thing for sisters. My own sister is six years older than I am. As a consequence, by the time I was in high school, she was long gone from the family home, was living on the other side of the world, and I never knew her at all. We were, quite simply, strangers within our own family. But I have always been proud of my tall, elegant, unknow...
The First Arc Deco Story Synopsis: When they end up calling the very last private paranormal investigator in the phone book, you know the case is going to going to be trouble. The damsel in distress will be beautiful but not to be trusted, and most of the bad guys will laugh at silver bullets and want to drag you down to some nasty under-hell. Not a good wa...
Every now and then during my life things have happened that I cannot explain, at least not in any rational way. Some may call them coincidence, but I am not so sure. Certainly the events that I am about to recount fit into a category that I can only call "strange". In this case it was a matter of minutes, long seconds at most, that determined that, yes, I...
SIW : Christopher Saint Ives -- Whelan. Thanking the usual suspects for their time and support, Asylumseeker, JazCullen, the guild. Another thanks for my loyal readers. You'll be glad to know I'm over halfway done with the next chapter. For now, enjoy the read! Mokkelke Chapter Nine : Ending Things. Blinded by the rage he felt, Adam leaped up and direct...
"Honey?" he asked as we lay in the quiet darkness of our bed one night. "You ever think about other men?" I knew what he meant but I wasn't going there. "Think about them how, hon?" I asked. "You know--- sexually?" "Whatever made you ask that?" I replied. "Just something I read," he said casually. David, my writer-husband of eight years, is a voluminous...
I hate it when it snows here in Austin. Texican's never know how to properly drive in the snow and all of the hills around here make things just that much worse. Too many fools think they can still drive sixty plus in a thirty zone and then get surprised when they brake at the last second as usual and end up plowing into someone or something else less moveab...