Essie shivered, the wind biting her bare cheeks as she scraped ice off the windshield. She hated Midwest winters. The cold was bad enough, but the snow and ice just made it worse. Especially when all three were together. She never felt more depressed than during this season, too. It was difficult all year long, having no one to come home to after a long day...
To anyone who finds this... My name is Donnie ——————- , at the time I am writing this I'm — years old, I'm an engineering student from the town of ——— in Connecticut. I'm writing this in hopes that someone out there will know my story... or at least go and clear my internet browser history before my folks see it. I'm serious about the last part. About 3 ye...
Author's Note: This is a story of a man pulled from our world into one filled with wolf people, elves, orcs, lizard people, horse people etc. The first chapter focuses on the wolf people, as well as introducing our protagonist, antagonist and the first love interest. It primarily shows off their motivations and personalities and sets up the skeleton of the...
All characters involved in sexual activities in this story are over 21 years of age. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is just coincidence. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The Small Sugar Bowl ***************************** It was a cool Friday afternoon when the last of my stuff was carried up to the new apartment that I h...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
I spotted Donna across the restaurant and headed in her direction. We were meeting for our regular Sunday brunch. It's going on five years that we've been meeting Sundays at eleven in the morning for food, Bloody Marys, and a full plate of girl talk and gossip. I was not prepared to have this meal lead to an exotic journey that I never even thought possible....
June and Henry had been married for six years and it was going on seven now. June was sitting on the recliner thinking when Henry came into the living room. He watched her for several minutes and then said, "June, you are so deep in thought that I don't even think you knew what was going on around you. What are you thinking about that has you so thoughtful?"...
It was one of those shifts that was long and arduous, all participants happy when it was at an end. On the third floor of the "Helping Hands" Memorial Hospital, Nurse Lynn Goodrhyde was finishing up with the shift change and checking her messages. With nothing pressing appearing on her phone's screen, she gave her associate Nancy a pat on the shoulder saying...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
The next morning I struggled to even get out of bed. I had the desire to stay locked in my room for the rest of the week. The fight with the crazy girl was still on my mind, especially given the close quarters. How I was going to wait out the weather with her still eluded me. It seemed like I'd sooner lose my sanity first. When I closed my eyes I relived the...