Miranda Cortez: Ditch Girl To the reader: All sexually active characters are at least 18 years of age. This story is 11,000 words long (20 book pages) The plot encompasses both polyamory and mixed ethnicity relationships. I had liked the looks of Miranda Cortez ever since the first time I saw her. I didn't know then where she'd gotten those Latino genes...
Chapter 02: Confession Edited by: CiaoSteve Writers note: Please enjoy this ongoing story, I intend on writing more very soon. In order to do so, I will need advice from readers like you. As normal, constructive criticism shall always be welcomed and appreciated. Above the stone walled room and far from the splintered wooden door are groups of concern...
Note: This story is a re-telling of Aurelius1982 Indian Wife is a Diwali Night Treat from the wife's perspective. One of his readers. Mili, sent him a suggestion for having the wife's narrative too, similar to my first story which Aurelius helped with. He asked me to do it, so here it is. Obviously, the main characters are Aurelius' creations and he deserves...
Note. The dictionary defines Cuckold simply as a man whose wife has committed adultery. However, in recent years a more restricted definition has gained widespread acceptance, meaning specifically a husband who is aware of his wife's infidelity but chooses to tolerate it. This particular tale is an almost classic example of the making of a modern cuckold an...
***This chapter spans about 20 years or so and just a few thousand miles. It'll make sense later, I kept telling myself that when I wrote it. 0_o ----------------- Book of the Dragon Part 1 Near the top of a mountain in a river gorge in China, there is an opening from the living rock to the sky. It occurs near what might be called the 'end' of the mountai...
(c) 2016 Stevie White London, 1996. "No, mate, I won't be drinking tonight—I can guarantee it," I told Solomon. "Anyway, I've done with all that, now. You know I have." It was 10pm on a pitch-black night; dark and bullied by the cold. No bigbrother Moon to stick up for it. It'd stopped raining, but the world was still groping black and oilywet. Bring som...
So there we were, all five of us back again in the bar at the old Hotel Patagonia, sitting at a table under a really useless, squeaking ceiling fan that turned no more than about one revolution per minute. Since there was no air conditioning, we all usually chose cold beer to drink. That's what one does in the tropics -- drink cold beer. The year was 1983,...
To Prue an empty bedroom started feeling almost normal. There was the gray silence, the vast ceiling with its reflections of streetlight and leaves. She hadn't closed the curtains, nor had she closed the bedroom door. There was a draft tugging at her exposed chest. She pulled up the blanket, shivering. Her phone rang. She rolled to the side of the bed,...
Round 1 Ashley Valentine was lying on the bottom bunk of her room and pissed off about it. The fiendish blood within her boiled at the thought of being cooped up in a small ship while it sailed between terra firma and Gallefri, their nearest moon. The mercenary company she was serving with was currently negotiating for more members with a group of construct...
Lindsey was not a happy girl. She wasn't unhappy, exactly. If anything, her emotional state was non-existent. Her senior year in high school could have been ecstatic, vibrant, chaotic, frightful, painful, embarrassing, any number of adverbs or adjectives. Instead, it simply---was. She would have considered herself a drone if she thought of herself at all....