Author's Note: I know it's been a while since I have written anything for the website, but what can I say? Life has a funny way of getting in the way, on top of other issues that prevented me from taking the time to finish the other series. I wanted to have this story out by Halloween, but like I said life has a way of ruining even the best laid plans. Th...
I Robby Colton, do solemnly swear that the following story is fiction, wholly fiction, and nothing but fiction. Enjoy the crazy fantasy. I have always been fascinated by the concept of time travel. I've always been intrigued by the thought of getting to relive a missed opportunity with a different outcome given a second chance. I got my opportunity. It wa...
This story goes back a few years to a time when telephones hung on walls, satellite communication was still a dream, and people were not moving around like zombies clutching a device to their ears or punching numbers onto a tiny screen as they walked or drove. It goes back to a time when we were accountable to our community at large and to ourselves, relying...
This is a work of fiction. Even the country is fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people, events or places is accidental. ***** Julie gave her passport and reservation to the check-in agent. "Buram. That's exotic," the agent commented as he typed on his computer. After a bit of typing, he apologized: "I am sorry, but I cannot check you all the way to B...
5: Angie and Ben. Angie lay on her bed watching as I got dressed. It had gone ten and I was getting ready to head home and get some much-needed rest. "What?" I smiled as I looked at her lying there with her chin resting in her hands. "Oh, nothing," she replied happily, "It's not every day I can say I watched a man putting his clothes back on in my bedroom...
[Hello again, KalDarov here and I want to thank everyone reading my new story. This time I wanted to try something different and see where and how it went, in this I dabble in few areas that are not my expertise (like other stories that I have) and it will take me few reads and tries over a period of time to get it just right. I do not want to make my sex sc...
Alterations Bright lights and a murmur of women's voices poured into the hall as Pamala opened the beautifully carved door to the treatment room. Julia smiled broadly in anticipation as they entered. It was going to happen here, in this room. She could hardly wait to see it, to watch him get injected, and to see the look in his eyes afterwards. Julia could...
Battery Park New York City The rain drummed against his umbrella to the point that it practically drowned out all other sound. As his fingers fumbled with the key to his three-floor Brownstone, David Fenwick was aware of a car pulling up along the sidewalk. He looked over his shoulder and saw a jet-black sedan sitting there with its engine running. The re...
Starting Over Again * This story is written in the first person. My writing style by design for first person narratives is of incomplete sentence fragments. This reflects actual thought processes that people have. It is by design, not laziness. If the bothers you, please give yourself a break and don't read this story. If on the other hand, you read my sto...
This is a love story, pure and simple. This first chapter sets the story and its foundation of facts and feelings. While the sexual tension is strong in this chapter, we won't get to the sex until the next chapter. But I think the sex will be fulfilling to all who have the patience to wait. Enjoy the build-up, and feel free to comment. All authors love feedb...