The First Amendment is not in that order by coincident. And that it covers speech (the amendment was delivered by Madison in written form), as the spoken and written word, assembly, religion, press, and petition also are important to remember. These were the very first consideration by Madison perhaps because they are the only way to effectively control the...
Demetrius sat down on a chair in the public park near his office, he couldn't go up there yet. His inner demon snarled at him, a raging beast that wanted to rend and maim, logically he knew that this was truly the only way Ryan would be safe. But the sharp, harsh feeling of possessiveness had taken over him, he clenched his fists as pictures of Ryan and Kath...
Authors note: Story will not contain any graphic or extreme violence. Any mention of violence, death, and murder are purely meant to reference the backstories and settings. All references of extreme violence will only be offscreen and implied, but never explicitly stated. Despite themes from source material, story will play out more as a slice of life dark-c...
FOR M.H. (with hope) A room without light, heavy damask drapes over towering windows, refusing entry to the moon. You. Me. Summoned by He who controls; by He who is loved above all, just inside the doorway, knowing that it is locked behind me. Blind in the dark, blindness compounded by the black silk tied over my eyes, a condition of the invitation. I we...
He knew what she wanted -- it was obvious, the parted lips hissing with air, the pink tip of her tongue dashing quickly across them in short, spastic jerks, the writhing of her limbs upon the coverlet, the guttural moans escaping from deep in her throat. Her eyelids fluttered as she shivered again and he grinned, watching the dance of sensation play out acro...
Final Chapter There he was, the man who was going to fuck me. He looked searchingly into my eyes, at my body clad only in black silk pajama pants. We couldn't speak. We didn't know what words would fit. He took me in his arms and kissed my lips. He took control of me and our time. He kissed me tenderly and lovingly. His hands caressed my shoulders and back,...
Lindsey had never in her life known such an elegant and powerful man. He didn't walk; even when casually crossing the grass with her, he strode. Although he had himself suggested the stroll through Central Park, there was an edge to his demeanor. She could tell he had a purpose beyond seeing her for the first time in the sunlight. She lengthened her stride a...
Liliana, the Empress of T'ur stood thoughtfully in front of a sumptuous embroidered silk tapestry in the dining hall of Kuona Manor. For the last 400 years, this ancient keep served as the Oxley family's home and center of power. The tapestry, itself over 300 years old, commemorated the ascent of the Oxley clan and their rise to fortune and power. Liliana ad...
[Author's note: This was written while the piano-only version of Sarah McLachlan's "Possession" played on repeat. I suggest listening to this song while reading this if you'd like to get the "mood" that I had while writing it. It is truly an amazing and passionate song.] ...imagine, if you will, our first moment of touch. Imagine only the music and Sarah Mc...
Iain saw his men following MacRae towards the shore and broke from cover. Screaming as loud as he could and waving his arms, he hoped his brother, or one of the others would hear or see him. Grayson joined him, both waving their arms and yelling the MacLean motto and then more voices joined in. Stuart MacLean was riding with his clansmen in the last half o...