Self-preservation was the only thing that forced him out of the bathroom with a hot bath and willing woman. It had all gone down way too fast, and Day needed to breathe away from Beth's scent. "What. Just. Happened?" Day groaned, sitting heavily on the edge of the bed and dropping his arms to his knees. He'd gone from helping someone in need to fucking the...
David was watching Stephanie carefully and knew that despite the adrenaline coursing through her body both from the evening's events and from the pleasure she was feeling as a result of his guests' approval and acceptance of her, she was likely to crash down fairly soon. He beckoned Kristy to his side. "Please take Stephanie back to her room and see that sh...
Enid was 74 and looked 74. She was not hot, she was not sexy for her age, she looked every bit of 74 and was very comfortable in her own skin. Not very tall and a bit heavy, but not fat. Wrinkled, no if ands or buts, she was wrinkled but everyone said she had a very pleasant face and manner about her. Though she looked 74, she didn't act it, not by a long sh...
Pam pulled into the parking lot of the local costume shop. Thank goodness her friend Melissa emailed her the address since Pam had forgotten her costume at home in her rush to make it to the airport this morning. It had been a long frustrating day and now she would have to get a new outfit for Melissa's Halloween party. Fortunately she had made it through th...
Authors Note: Thank you once again to everyone who leaves comments and feedback on my writing, it is much appreciated. Thank you very much to Paul who continues to be my second set of eyes, he is a great friend to help me out so much. I hope you enjoy it. ~ellie ***** The holidays had been an excruciating exercise in tolerance. The beautiful Manor house th...
"'The time has come,' said the walrus to the carpenter.", or words to that effect and a tip of the hat to Lewis Carroll. I've enjoyed this adventure, and I hope you have too. But it's time to bring this one to a close. Thank you all for your kind remarks and enjoy the final chapter. __________________________________________________ Epilogue He typed in...
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The Chronicles of the Black Swords Mother's Morn "Night gray steel on razor edge A heart of iron a thousand dead Weeping widows Mother's Morn A thousand names from life I've torn." "This poem sent me hunting the black times of the Grull invasion. So much history was lost to their fires but finally I found the account of a manor lord, Sir Brian of Albr...
Kirsty bit her bottom lip and watched Bjorn in the mirror. Their eyes met and held, something about the way he looked at her stole her breath as surely as his hand on her throat ever did. He smiled as he lifted it and ran its long strands softly across her shoulders and back. It was like he had grown extra fingers...dozens of them. "I had them all made jus...
It was a slow day at the office, so I thought I'd run out and pick up a few supplies from the grocery store. Atlanta was enjoying a beautiful autumn, so that gave me another inducement to get away from my law practice for a few minutes. As I made my way through the produce in the grocery store, I thought, "Now that's unusual. What is Jim Davenport doing her...