So, this one's a little different for me. I started only with idea of the female character and boots. She needed to be strong, independent and confident and her boots are both a symbol and extension of strength, independence and confidence. I think I know where i want to go with this one but I'm not 100% sure. I haven't written a 'hardcore' BDSM story yet...
Chapter One Hundred Eighty-Five: Separation Anxiety The next morning at breakfast, Fergus informed us he'd found us passage to Ostwick leaving in the afternoon. We split up to get last-minute errands done, like packing and shopping for a few supplies. I insisted on going down to the Alienage with the hopes of running into Ena, and though Avanna grumbled, s...
"So you're going to take long naps from now on? Are you growing up or getting younger?" mom scolded me at about 6 PM when I woke up from a 5 hour nap. "Sorry mom." "What's wrong with you anyway? It's not like you're doing anything tiring." she touched my forehead. "Yes I am, mom. Last night, I was up till 4 during which I climbed up and down the stairs ha...
"Natalie are you sure about this?" "You worry way too much Evelyn, this will be fun! Don't forget to bring your cards, just in-case you want to bid on one of the men. It is all for charity you know." "Well if anything... embarrassing happens, I'm blaming you." "Nothing is going to go wrong. In fact, you might just thank me when the evening is over. Now le...
Chapter Twenty Three Intrepid - 3754 C.E. "Isaac, isn't it?" the Special Operations Officer asked the naked man sitting on a chair opposite him and who was gently restrained by a low intensity force field. "And where do you come from exactly?" The Holy Crusader might have been defeated but he retained his pride and dignity, despite the humiliation of his c...
He put on his swimsuit, grabbed his towel and headed out to the pool. While on his rounds he looked through the window on the door to the indoor pool and spotted her towel laid out on the tile. They met usually once a week to get in some laps and talk about life. They'd been doing it since he began working as the gym's night watchman. Technically he wasn't s...
The market was where he first got his start. Young Atlas had been living on the street since he could remember...he didn't know his last name, didn't have a need for one. He also couldn't tell you just who his parents were and he didn't really care. When begging didn't work, he turned to thieving and had soon become quite the accomplished pick-pocket. But f...
Author's Statement: I am a new writer and this is my first submission. I want to write good stories and will accept all feedback. All I ask is that you be gentle since this is my first posting. ================ Just as most nurses have, I've seen my share of unusual things. I've worked in hospitals, as a private duty nurse and in doctor's offices. There's...
My life is a B horror movie, Lindsay thought despairingly. I won't be surprised if there's a hook hanging off the door handle, ripped from a wandering serial killer's wrist. The internal mockery cheered her a bit as she tried the ignition again. Click. The rental's engine didn't even try to turn over, and she sighed, scowling at the steering wheel. Outside,...
How am I supposed to feel about Senator Jenna Kennington? I was a successful lawyer when I met her. One of the few women to have gotten through law school. I could have just kept my head down and went on with my life. But here was this glamorous Hollywood actress with a social conscience. She knew how to tug my heart strings. Made me feel I had a duty to hel...