When the front door finally opened, I lay motionless. Of course I had heard the car pull up and the door as it shut. I waited, bristling with anxiety, as I hung on every stray sound, any slight indication of what she was doing as she entered the house. 5:13 in the morning the clock said in stark red lines. My brain screamed as I recognized each sound, catalo...
The restaurant was exclusive, the lighting intimate. Trev had told her it was owned by one of his people. He had yet to tell her who and what exactly his people were but she had decided to leave those questions for another time. Most of the patrons were immortals, with a scattering of high ranking humans. He had said all the humans in the place knew about th...
Chapter One "I'm giving you the business, son." I stared at my father blankly. If the famous Carl Rayburn, founder and sole proprietor of Carl's Cuties Slave Emporium, had turned green and grown two heads, I might have managed a word. But this -- stunned silence. "Oh, yeah, it's a done deal. All the t's are dotted and the i's are crossed," my father chuck...
Kaitlyn is a bitch. That is all I have to say. Kaitlyn and I share an apartment, we have for about 5 years now. We have known each other a little longer than that, maybe a year longer. I found out about her "lifestyle" just after she moved in to my place. She was looking for an apartment, we got along, and I needed a roomie, so things worked out. Well, act...
"Can I make you another cranberry and vodka, ma'am?" The cute Puerto Rican smiled brightly and flirted lightly with the obviously sad woman. As much as he wanted to be the one to comfort her, he wanted to get a bigger tip even more. His deep brown eyes tried to bore into her soft, shy ones but clearly whoever she was supposed to be meeting was more than just...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists - Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 80). This story c...
Here's a bit of a Valentine's Day dream. It's not as off the wall as my usual stuff but what the hell. I go where the characters lead me! Try to be nice in your comments. Just a cute little story. * I had buried my wonderful wife the previous year. I never expected what had happened. Sheila came into the bedroom one day, she had just returned from the doct...
I looked at Kitty and Matt. "You two are crazy. Why should I give you that much money?" Matt looked at me, eyes flashing, "You'll never be able to spend that much, not a conservative frugal guy like you." "Still, I replied. I see no reason why I should give you and Kitty so much of it." "Look Doug, you know how desperately Kitty and I want a house. Havin...
In a pale blue sky, the Winter sun sat looking down over the snow covered landscape of Old London Town and the populace that lived out their day to day lives. The date was the 10th of December 1889 and the oncoming festive season gave rise to an air of eager anticipation despite the hardships of daily living for the majority. Along the banks of the frozen S...
Inspector Abberline kept the handkerchief over his mouth and nose, as he smelled the musky scent of blood and death. "Dear..." he gasped as he looked at the body. This victim was the worst so far. The body horribly mutilated and the face hacked beyond recognition. Blood was smeared all over the floor near the woman's head. He had never seen it like this bef...