Author's Note: life got in the way for a few days there folks. Back on track. Just joining? First, kudos to you for wading in at "Ch.09." Second, I'll bottom line this for you: Samantha, Heather (aka Peaches) and Hero (narrator) are a happy little love triangle. Enjoy. * Sam and I missed Heather during her first semester away at college. The girls e-mailed...
I’ve been looking for this place for most of my life. Well, at least half of it. I started thinking about it when I turned twenty-five, you start to wonder at that quarter-century mark just what the hell you’ll be doing when you get old, when you retire. I mean you want to be where you want to be, and I wanna die happy. I’ve been lucky, I’ll turn fifty-two...
Author's Note: There's a prologue for this titled "Peaches" written from a third person perspective that is set several months in the future after Part 1. You can read "Peaches" first or save it for the end - your choice. Choice is good right? Part 1 Heather is a clerk that does filing and errands here in our office. She'd worked with us all through high s...
Hey everyone, As I said in my profile. I'll be posting all of my novels online because of these uncertain times. Afterall, a good book can take away a few hours of stress. So, I guess this is my contribution to helping you make it through the day. If you would like to support me the best thing you can do is STAY INSIDE. Seriously. Nothing would make me h...
It was the night before my buxom teenage girlfriend Heather was due to leave to start her freshman year. She'd stayed the night at home with her parents trying to get everything together for her departure. It was a weekday so my other kinda-girlfriend Sam, a twenty-something beauty, was staying at her own apartment with her live-in but barely hanging-on boyf...
Monique stood in the living room, looking at the surroundings of her new cottage. The real estate agent stood beside her, talking but she wasn't hearing him. Slowly, she walked around, her high heels making clicking sounds on the hardwood floor. Monique had come straight away from her office in Harrington Towers, where she worked as an interior decorator. St...
Hey Everyone, So this is the completely edited version of So, I'm Not a Vampire? Thank you searchingforperfection for helping me edit the entire So I'm Not a Vampire? novellette. All future stories I post on Lit are stories that will not be published. If you have questions, concerns, or just want to say hi, feel free to message me. -Rosi *** Chapter Four...
Lisa's soft brown eyes had a hungry look as I drew towards her. Her mouth was hanging open slightly. Just inside, her tongue twitched like she was trying to will me to do what she wanted. Her small, fair-skinned, befreckled body was wrapped in a white bath towel and she was stretched out on my couch with her legs splayed - so splayed that one of her tiny fee...
In the middle of the night, I woke up with a start. I laid there in the dark between Peaches and Tracy for several minutes but couldn't go back to sleep. Was it the damn Cialis Lisa had given me? I had no idea what its side effects were. I slid out of bed carefully, trying not to wake the sleeping women. For the same reason, I quietly walked down to the ha...
Willow entered Xander’s house with a plateful of warm oatmeal chocolate chip cookies the next day. Both of the vampires had ‘helped’ her make them. Of course, they were more of a hindrance than help but she appreciated the company. Spike kept wanting to change the recipe. He suggested ad-ins like M&Ms or some O positive (for that gamey flavor). Angel wanted...