July 2014 "Tanalei Granger!" She smiled and began descending the stairs. Alan Carr met her in front of the couch with a polite kiss to the cheek. He motioned to the couch. "Would you like a drink? Or can you have any?" "I can have a drink. I just can't drink anythin' else for the rest of the day." "And why not? Is cider okay?" She nodded. "Well, everyon...
("Coffin Candy" is yet another true episode in the sexual story of my life. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past "sins" is part of my repentance.) My girlfriends and I attended some wild and crazy parties during our college days. The various fraternities usually put on the best bashes, with plenty of free booze and kinky sex. But the sex eventually got...
BEFORE PRESENT TIME The Chief shook the rattle, standing behind the Medicine Man as Mitena, known as New Moon, gritted her teeth and pressed down. Sweat oozed from her dark skin, her voluminous hair plastered to her forehead as she panted, working to bring the child forth. Her uncle stood at the head of the bed, massaging her shoulders and whispering words...
"Mark..." He was in a pit, a pit of invisible fire and blades and pain. Over and over he felt himself die. "Mark... can you hear My voice?" He thought he was imagining things- nothing spoke here, it was all darkness. "Mark, do you still wish for the life that was taken from you?" He nodded his assent, then curled up as he was lashed with crippling agon...
Chapter 01: Assignment "The humans have grown evil in their deeds my sister." "Yes, I have observed the evil in their hearts. It is time for me to leave this plane and become mortal again. This time I will take the servants of destruction." "Will you be able to control them?" "I will channel our energy as Furies through them. That will insure that they p...
JOB DESCRIPTIONS Hi there, my name is Igor Stiffpounder, and I'm a diener. No, make that a senior assistant diener. I was promoted last month. In other words, I work with the dead. However, most of my deceased helpmates just lollygag around and are of no help whatsoever. Sometimes I almost feel as though I'm working solo. That's one of the reasons I've go...
It had only been a few minutes since my return home from the volunteer shift at my church's lunch time soup kitchen before I heard the door chime. I went to the door and a Sargent from the sheriff's department was standing on my front stoop. "Afternoon ma'am, are you Cynthia Rogers and is your husband Bradley Rogers?" Sgt. Jim Thomas asked me before I could...
Hey Everyone, I know, I know, I'm late. It's just I got really caught up with my other series So I'm Not a Vampire? (which is now finished! Yay!) and I just haven't been doing my editing duty. I won't lie, willione (a member on lit) was the one who reminded me. And thank you for calling me out, sometimes I get so caught up in other stories that I lose trac...
I wrote this, intending it to be an entry in the A Song from My Story, a Story for My Song event, but events overtake us, and I wanted it published now. * April 2020 I look back now, and it all seems so preordained. I thought I had my life mapped out: med school, practice, marriage, kids; but I didn't know there was a clock ticking. Half of all marriages...
This story continues my attempt to mix erotica and crime fiction. This chapter starts where chapter two ended. I recommend reading both prior chapters, in order, before you read this chapter. This story is a work of fiction. Real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of th...