Alexander stirred; sleep falling away from him gently as he became more and more lucid. 'No dreams.' The import of his first thought of the day struck him fully. It had been years since dreams, more like nightmares, had not roused him at least once during the night. In his contentment, he pulled the warm body in his arms closer, the gentle murmur of its ow...
Thanks for all the great feedback, I'm glad that everyone is enjoying the story. A red haze clouded Alexander's vision. Looking down at the man who had dared lay hands on his Jenabel. That he had brought her fear only deepened the crimson shroud of rage that hung heavily over Alexander. He saw everything about his prey, the minute details that allowed Ale...
Dear Readers, Thank you for your continued encouragement and comments. I've had fun with this. Here is the final chapter of Animal Lover. KemMyst ******************* Emmett rises with the sun, sounds of the waking den comes in through the broken door. Faces are occasionally seen, looking in briefly. Lyssa yawns and looks at him as he leans over her. "Go...
From his high school days Jason Saemchenko was interested in the more serious, social, societal issues in life. He was odd, really. His parents put it differently "Jason is just a bit more centred than most of his peers, the kind of student all of his teachers really enjoyed having in their class room." It was however a little surprising to his parents tha...
* This story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. * All characters are eighteen years old or older. * The story is narrated by a nineteen year old girl in her own words, therefore the entire story is dialogue. * This is an erotic story with twelve characters, not just a one page, two character porn scene. Please no...
Lacy Elise Palmer was the only daughter of Jonathan Everett Palmer, the long time alpha of the Palmer pack of Palmer Island, South Carolina. But even for someone as privileged as she, there was a double standard, her brothers were Considered to be future alphas, in fact her oldest brother John, had already been chosen as the next alpha of the Palmer pack....
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Having opened the face of the grandfather clock in the study with a precise application of pressure to begin with, Bruce set the hands of the clock to the minute before his parents' death. He held the hands there against the motion of the machine, and after being locked in place a motion, the grandfather clock obligingly unclenched from its position. When he...
I sit at the Blackjack table with a stack of chips in my hand. A half-smoked cigarette in the other. An eight of jacks and a five of clubs. Unlucky thirteen. Of course. Hit and I'm sure to bust. Stay, and the dealer's certain to kick my ass. He's showing a king. I take another drag and smack the table in front of me. My luck is gonna run out at some point....
Rosita awoke with the scream held tightly behind her lips. It was her third night after the rape, and her second nightmare. She had thought it wouldn't come back, after her night with Marshal Jones. Rosita blushed, as she suddenly realized she had never asked for his first name. After making love to her, he had tucked her into bed and held her gently through...