Gabriella The porcelain sink chilled Ella's scorching skin as she leaned against it and splashed water onto her face. She was burning from the inside out. A sharp pain gathered behind her eyes and rushed to the back of her head causing her to sway for a moment. Her hands balled into fists before she shook them out and repeated. Anything to halt the tremble...
If I did this correctly, you shouldn't have to go back read the prologue in order to follow. However if you feel like getting a back story, feel free. Much gratitude for the feedback. Even the not so positive ones. I'm hoping the issues have been addressed but you can be the judge of that. I've split it into time frames to make it more manageable. Hope y...
It was the fall semester of 1986 and the minute I stepped out of my car and locked the door, I shuddered at the thought of having to start my first year of college. After having spent eight years in the Navy, six in Spain, and two in San Diego, California, I was considered to be an adult student, and to tell you the truth; I felt very out of place here. I ha...
Hello everyone, I'm sorry I've been gone for so long, but my second book is doing better than I ever expected it to do. With that said, I've been doing A LOT of book signings in A LOT of different places over the past year so; thank you for understanding. As always this is a fictional story so, remember; anything can, and usually does happen in a fictional t...
Hello everyone! The reason I stopped posting this story was because I felt it wasn't getting enough of attention or love. I have already finished and it is under major editing process for my website, but I decided to share with all the lit community the last of this story here. Again, these are the last chapters and there will be many grammar and spelling...
Author's note This is a direct sequel to A Chemical Moment, and the narrator and main character is the same. Anne, who appears in this story, also features in A Chemical Moment and (later in time) in The Broken Mirror. There are significant lesbian elements to the story, so if that doesn't interest you, move along. It's quite long, and the sex is not parti...
The drive from Marta's home office back to my apartment took only about half an hour. Fortunately, traffic was light. By the time I pulled into my parking space at the apartment, I was feeling surprisingly invigorated. Marta had found no plagiarism concerns in my thesis, and then in an effort to help explain both my 'gift' and the reason for Emily's aggres...
I had been planning on ending this at thirteen, you know just say she died in childbirth or something. Except I couldn't do that, so many were saying that I had to keep going on this. In fact one of those is right... OH MY GOD, LOOK OUT BEHIND YOU. So I didn't get you to look, at least that is the lie that I will believe, and likely best to never admit to l...
All characters are eighteen or older. Please vote and comment to tell me if you like, thanks! ***** The Case of the Insatiable Fiancé: Chicago: 1924 I looked out at the city on that muggy August night. My window afforded me an unrestricted view of one of the seediest neighborhoods the city had to offer. Even though it was late, half past ten, there was...
[This little erotic novella is a collaborative effort between myself, and another, who has fleshed out Snama in more ways than one.] Part one . . . Reality in the Twilight Zone Perhaps it was a gentle, anemonic caress of his manhood sheathed inside Snama's yoni that had awakened Neshe. Or it was just a sleepy stirring of the angelic form spooned against hi...