Disclaimer: Characters portrayed in the following are not mine and I did not create them. * Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me: Logan seized Betsy by the arms and threw her onto the bed; her surprise echoing in the dormitory with an audible yelp. The curtains flapped ceaselessly, warm breeze blowing in from a temperate spring Sunday over the Graymalkin...
Disclaimer: Characters portrayed in the following are not mine and I did not create them. A lover loves: Sometime after my confrontation with the Shadow King, I was unfaithful to Warren. Having imprisoned his dark majesty in the confines of my telepathy I was left head-blind; devoting an ounce of my mental prowess would unleash him. Without a conscious rec...
Adam hated waiting. He was waiting for time to stop slowing down. It was 4:30 in the afternoon on tuesday, the day of the concert. He was sure it had been 4:30 for at least an hour. He had spent the last few days in his studio since Dr. Nakato was on vacation for the last few days and would be until next monday. He didn't know if he was artistic, before the...
Chapter Six: How to Readjust Your Genie If she laid very, very still, she could almost pretend that her skull wasn't splitting. Suddenly Cypress knew how her father felt, those mornings after he'd had a wee bit too much to drink. Of course, her father had always had her there to bring him a nice big mug of black coffee. She wasn't even sure that would help...
It was only a tiny bump, but as soon as I felt it, I knew that I'd have to pull over. Sure enough, my sharp ears picked up the telltale hiss of a punctured tire. I put on my hazard lights, got over safely, and got the car stopped as quickly as I could to try to save the rim. At least I'd finally get some use out of that folding safety triangle reflector thin...
I was twenty five, and he was twenty nine. We were coworkers, and I guess you could say that he was my superior. Was he married? No. But he had been with the same girlfriend for nearly eight years. I would be hard pressed to put my finger on exactly why I liked him, but I did. No, "liked" is the wrong word. "Wanted to fuck his brains out" would have been muc...
After crashing at a friend's house for the next two nights, Kevin found himself haggard and hungry as he lugged himself across town to his Mother's trailer. Walking slowly through the grimy trailer park, Kevin smiled slightly seeing that his Mom's car wasn't parked out in front. "Still at work... won't have to listen to her Bitch for a while at least," K...
Prolouge Chapter theme song: "Not Afraid Anymore": Hasley His lips rammed against mine with increasing haste, his body meshing with mine like the silk satin of my blood red dress that clung to every crevice of my skin. His fingers felt like liquid fire against my flesh, the soft velvet of his lips grazing over the nape of my neck in hunger. He gripped the...
He better not do it tonight, she thought. They were both stressed out, neither had any sleep. He had no sleep at all the night before. Tons of work left them little time for anything else for the next 24 hours. But sometimes that wore each of them to the edge — where their occasional flirting kicked up a notch. His ridiculous fucking teasing rose to unbe...
Lena was a bitch. A malicious, ferocious, and self-proclaimed bitch. She was the terror of the dojo, all fury and speed in with short red hair, and just about every new guy made the mistake of challenging her. The match always went the same way. He'd move into a loose stance, his attention clearly stuck on the way her judo gi clung to her chest. Then he'd t...