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Author's Note: Well, dear friends, here is the penultimate chapter of this story for you all to enjoy. So sit back and get settled in because there is a lot going on in this chapter! We finally find out the truth about Clive, which rocks Lindi's world to its foundations, and Peter makes an unusual discovery that changes his life forever. And as for our frie...
** Saturday morning early ** I didn't sleep for shit last night. I bounced from dream to dream, some of them innocuous and innocent, some of them frightening, and the one I was having now, downright dick-straightening. I think that most of them could be blamed on the prank I'd pulled yesterday on Britt, my blonde bombshell lover and business partner. Yest...
Bobby is offered a chance at redemption In the fourth of seven parts we find Bobby having to pay penance for a poorly made decision that nearly cost him his relationship. Sharon, his mistress has choices to make and decides to do things her way rather than follow the ways of her mentor but finds she still needs both the wisdom and connections Mariko has to...
CHAPTER ONE: SUNDAY. An unexpected meeting in the cemetery. Tim Bloomfield put a sketchbook, soft pencils, stanley knife, eraser and pens into a plastic carrier bag, walked carefully down the stairs from his flat, let himself out of his front door tucked between a pizza restaurant and an estate agent, and crossed the road under a hot June sun to the entra...
Author's Notes: This happens a few months after the events in "Vampiress, Mine – Omnibus 02", "The Snow Maiden – Omnibus 02", and "The Prison Creature" Like "Snow Maiden 02", I got hung up on this one and it required a lot of reworking before it got to the point that I was satisfied with it. First, I just didn't like how it turned out. Then I didn't like h...
Author's Disclaimer: This is very much like most of my stories; however, I reviewed some of the comments of my other stories and thought I would improve my writing ability. One of the things that were mentioned was that my stories were too short, and there wasn't much character development. And it's true. Most of my stories are "snap shots" rather than a pho...
This story is entirely fictional and is in no way connected with the subject. This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. If you are under 18 please stop reading now. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or undead, is purely coincidental. All characters...
Prologue: 21st April 2013 My name is Jim Baines. Born in Nottingham, England, October, 1978. White. Male. Thirty-four years old. Eleven stone, six pounds as of last Saturday. Five-feet eleven. And honest, with it. Could have said six feet and, well, it's not like you'd have ever known, is it? But I've always had a thing about accuracy. A bit OCD maybe. Lik...
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