Part Four: Great Hope and Great Dread I looked at a different Reenan, seductively adjusting herself in her new beauty and I turned my love onto her back. Her eyes were beginning to roll and her spasms becoming more few. "You did this! You did this you witch!" Screamed I in the witch's face. "'Twasn't me Denny, you did that yerself," said Reenan, softly si...
Author's Note: NO SEX! The crucial events in this story take place in Wichita, Kansas around 1950. Place and street names are generally accurate with some small amount of poetic license. To set the mood, the big songs that year were: Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer, by Gene Autry White Christmas, by Bing Crosby Music! Music! Music! by Teresa Brewer The...
Harddaysknight's original story is reproduced (with a few edits) here with his express permission for the ease of maintaining continuity for the reader. Chapter 2 is my extension after an exchange of emails with HDK. Chapter 1 by and with permission of Harddaysknight We were married the summer Donna finished college. I have never regretted my marriage, no...
Det. Moore tried to catch his breath. He had been through one of the most horrifying interrogation sessions of his life. He couldn't believe all of what he had heard; yet there it was on tape. He had hear the rumors about this little town being a nexus of evil, but he had discounted those stories as just that. Rumors. He thought that this criminal investigat...
Chapter Ten – The Messenger Danka felt very restless and ill-at-ease after Káloyankt departed Dagurúckt-Tók with his new wife. It was strange to consider how different the girl's life would be from that of Danka...almost completely opposite. Her parents were keen on marrying her off as soon as her hair was braided, and her very first suitor became her husba...
The Premonition Just a little something for the Halloween season... As always, many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper... Please...
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...
To the reader: This story could have been submitted under a couple different categories but my editor suggested Interracial Love. I tend to go along with those suggestions. My editor also said it might be a bit controversial. I hope so. Thanks jo for doing the hard work of editing and making everything better. Day 1 "Tony wake up, I think my water just b...
Please note that this story is a sequel to Holly's Winter, Cecee's Spring and Jenny's Summer. Cecee's Spring has not been written as yet. I appreciate all votes, comments and feedback. I am looking for an editor. I I find I must begin my own story with someone else's. Her name was Victoria Smart. She was a very beautiful woman of average height and sli...
I heard the phone through the cobwebs of too little sleep, the late night cheeseburgers and more than a fair amount of scotch. By the second ring, I had nimbly thrown myself on the floor and was attempting to stand. On the third ring, I forced my eyes open and started the run to my office. This was not unusual for me. I live in an apartment behind my o...