Note to Readers: Yes, it is long. I am not good at writing short stories. I am who I am. I like getting into the mind of my characters too much to sacrifice their chance to live for the sake of a quick wank. This is a story that has been in my head since I was a young, not-so innocent, teenage girl. It is part one of a two part story. I'm not sure if I'll...
*** It is the express intent of the author that all characters in this work are fictional and in no way represent actual people and that they should be interpreted to be over the age of 18. *** ***** Chapter 1 The graduation party had been fun. Our small school had made a deal with 'Pizza Planet, Fun and Games', our only local high school hangout, for a...
Little Fur-Skin A retelling Once, in a great and vast land far from where we now sit, there was a grand kingdom. It was a bountiful, blesséd land, filled with mighty forests that grew in rich soil; the people were kind, glad and good, and they were magnanimously ruled by a loving, just king. Tall as an oak, with ginger locks and fine beard, when he laugh...
Author's Note: Hi, everyone! Well, here for your enjoyment is the first part of a brand new story about a young freelance journalist who is given the career opportunity of a lifetime by a popular women's magazine to live on a remote tropical island in the Pacific and write a monthly article about life on the island for its inhabitants. However, there is a...
~~Eric~~ Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. He clutched the small woman against his body, tight enough so he could keep running, but there was no hiding that she was bleeding on him. Her blood was soaking through his suit and onto his skin. Each labored breath he took filled his lungs with the smell of it; and the smell was so damn famliar. Blood, life, from this...
A note from AfterDusk: This story is a submission for the Valentine's Day Contest--please read and vote if you like! Thanks! -AD Wednesday, February 14th It was a Wednesday at 7:04 pm and I was already feeling the buzz of alcohol in my veins; I will never forget that moment as it was the one that changed my life permanently. The bartender, some douche fr...
Author's Notes: Welcome back readers! Thank you not only for coming back for more, but also the incredibly kind comments, and even feedback begging for more. It's rewarding and appreciated. If you send me a message with your address, I'll be happy to get back to you. It's kind of cool to have fans of some sort. But, if you don't sign in, I can't respond to...
The flight was smooth... well, except for an occasional bump of turbulence. The constant drone of the jet engines had almost a mesmerizing effect. Ann was dead asleep, and I was trying to watch the in-flight movie on the iPad sized screen located on the back of the seat in front of me. I had forgotten what a long flight it was to Hawaii. Unlike Ann, I found...
Part Twelve: Losses Chapter Forty BROCK "...put your arms forward like this," I instructed the little imperial scout, "then, when you're at the precipice, you want to open them like this," I motioned my arms outward, "and you'll just glide over the top. Did you get that?" "W-w-w-what?!" I rolled my eyes. "Practice it with me, little imperial. Ball."...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned, expect to find mistakes. *.**.*.**.*.**.* Chapter 6 Saturday was a beautiful day, blue skies with fluffy white clouds and a ten to fifteen mi...