'Am I crazy,' I wonder, as I drive home. I've always been impulsive, but I've never done anything insane like give a blowjob on the side of the road. Okay, if I'm going to be honest, I've never done anything sexual outside of a house. I missed out on fooling around in a car like the other teenagers. I have perverted fantasies, but my reality has been fairly...
A chapter has alas been written for all your hungry eyes. My apologies for taking so long for this story to continue because I lost faith in my writing. But by the power of the unfinished story police, I wrote a chapter for all of you. I do hope you enjoy and this is without an editor. Happy reading to all! ***** The room was silent. It was like a dream....
Author's note: although this is the beginning of a new, stand-alone series, it is based on events from my previous story, "The Prey." Chapter 1: Quinn and Vanessa Biff could scarcely believe his luck. Here he was, walking out of the bar with not one, but two beautiful young women on his arms! They were both a bit too Goth for his taste, with their jet blac...
Chapter 4: The Report It was several hours before dawn. Vanessa and Quinn banged on the front door of Ruthven Manor. Minerva, Lady Ruthven's ancient servant, let them in. "We've got to see Queen Lenore," said Vanessa. "Madame has already retired for the day," said Minerva, her wrinkled old face impassive. "I don't care, we've got to see her!" said Quinn,...
It was about three o'clock in the morning when the cab dropped Ava off in front of her apartment building. It was a tall modern glass structure hailed by critics for its innovative architecture. It was also one of the most expensive places to live in the city, but it provided the best privacy and security, something a person like Ava needed with her schedule...
You wake to a throbbing pain striving to split your head in two. You reach across the bed for Fia but she's not there. You leap out of bed and hurry downstairs. There's a message waiting for you on the kitchen bench written on the Cantarella stationery. Darling, Something's come up at the office and I had to leave early. Sorry if I scared you! I'll be bac...
Britt heard her phone ring. She stopped unpacking in her new apartment and checked to see who it was. It was her mom. She groaned and put the phone back down. She'd call her back later. She was on a roll, and she didn't want to stop to listen to her mom lecture her about living in a big city now. She walked to the window of her tiny apartment. Ah, San Fran...
Chapter Four Melanie Thiesman Carla picked up the other book. It was a journal, kept in a composition notebook. On its cover was, "My Journal of Exploration by Melanie Thiesman." The script was in a delicate and neat handwriting. Carla was sure that someone whispered, "Read. Understand," yet, no one was there with her. At 4:00 in the afternoon, on Dec. 22,...
Location: Sharaton-Charlottesville, Kingdom of Tildor Date: Feb 2105 Quinn Whisper Wind sat alone in the large dining hall, sipping his hot cider, reading his textbook on Greek poetic construction. At five-ten, and weighing one-sixty, with blonde hair and blue eyes, Quinn was a trained athlete and warrior. Gifted with great intelligence, three years ago he...
Authors note: Hello everyone. Although set in the same town as another of my stories this story is about different people within the town, though you may see cameos from past characters. Thank you once again to Paul for being my second set of eyes. I hope you enjoy this tale. ~ellie. * Prologue Quinn sat dazed and confused. She looked uncomprehendingly a...