At Samuel Ezra Xander University, a small, private, liberal arts college on the east coast there are several options for freshman living. One of these options is the Johnson Complex, and it’s considered the best place a freshman could live. Twelve buildings, Forty-Eight students per building, a lounge, every room has AC, and it’s in a great location on campu...
Disclaimer: I do not own iZombie. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This story takes place after Episode 15 of Season 2. ***** Liv Moore was about to take off her dressing gown, slip into her covers and get some much-needed sleep when she thought she heard something. She was so tired she was tempted just to ignore it, as after all it...
I saw the boat in the horizon. It was the only boat in the lake, and it was nearby the house dock. I knew it was his. This late afternoon brought the beautiful views of the summer sun, with its orange and golden rays that reflected on the tops of the thick trees on the other side of the banks and reflecting upon the crystal water of the lake. The calm wat...
The shirt slipped off her shoulder again. She tugged it up with a half laugh and a mild oath and dumped a cup of flour into the bowl. She felt him move to stand behind her. She kept her head down, concentrating on the batter. His breath fanned across her neck and tickled her ear bringing a rash of goose bumps out on her skin. She continued to whisk the conte...
"Hey tutor girl, what kept you?" Haley James Scott had gotten very used to hearing those words come from her friend Brooke Davis. Haley had been expecting to hear them when she arrived at Brooke's house because patients had never been one of Brooke's virtues and now they were having sex on a regular basis the IT girl of Tree Hill High had only seemed to bec...
Author's note: This story is the third in my "Cheaters in" series. The first was Cheaters in Space. Cheaters in Time was the second. My point in doing this series is to occasionally explore the concept of infidelity during different periods in time as opposed to the typical "I came home from work and there was a strange car in my driveway, so I got a PI" sce...
It's the middle of the night and I've been asleep for hours, but I woke up to one simple thought: you. Why do you do what you do to me? I don't understand. How many years has it been? Besides that, I've moved away from our meeting place and you have too. You write me and it happens... I fall in love with you all over again. I ignore every time you didn't sho...
"My nipples are poking out of my t-shirt," Peyton typed. "Mmmmmmmm," was the reply from ‘bratgirl23', Peyton's chat buddy. "What's causing that?" "Just sitting here at the puter, watching the sun come up. I couldn't sleep." "Why not?" bratgirl23 typed in reply. "I couldn't stop thinking about my boss." "A real hottie, is he?" "No. Just the opposite. He...
Chapter 6: Love of his life. Thanks for all of your support. Now to the story. She stood perfectly still, her skin tight leather combat suit hugging her every curve. All around her, thousands of foot soldiers for the Demon organization hurriedly rushed to make preparations. Each wears as the only symbol of his allegiance a wakezashi sword of high quality...
Alice Abernathy wasn't what one might call a proper lady, at least not in the way her mother would have defined it. But she did what she could: she kept her swearing to a minimum (outside the bedroom); she kept her impressively long legs shut when she sat down; and, most important of all, she treated others with at least a modicum of respect. No, she wasn'...