Murder on the Mainline, another Mike Claymore Mystery: Florence A novel by: Dave Horton Copywrite: 2000 CHAPTER ONE 1st TUESDAY It's a cold grind as Mike pulls away through the stoplights in Revelstoke and starts the climb towards Golden. He isn't in the best of moods this trip. He misses a gear and curses, glaring at a tan Cadillac with Oregon plates...
Act 1 - Island Affairs Chapter 1 - The past catches up Sydney ran along the compacted sand of the beach lining Mwarotu Bay, the cloaked Majestic sat at anchor in the deep water to his left. The big muscular man with his dark mane of hair with its errant lock across his forehead shook as he ran. The dark-blue eyes were focussed on the sand in front of his f...
MIKE CLAYMORE MYSTERY #3: PAULINE ***** Chapter 1 "I am Richard, son of Michael, son of Mary Morris and Duncan Claymore. I don't understand, Dad. Why is Grandma as important in my lineage as Grandpa? Why is Grandma Claymore more important than Mom or her parents?" Father and son are bonding in a way they seldom have time to do daily. "Because your Gr...
As always, this story is pure and total fiction so; remember that anything CAN and usually DOES happen in a fictional story. One more thing, this story is dedicated to two of the kindest, most sincere people that I know, and I won't mention their full names because they know who I'm talking about, don't you, Peter and Trish? LOL! As far as everyone else is...
This is the third installment in the Viconia series (which is a trilogy at present but may continue to grow). My special thanks for this one goes to Kevwe, a man who would not settle for anything less then the best. Prologue She screamed. Mixed in the cry was frustration, exhilaration, pain, and victory. The child slid free of her womb, coming to rest ful...
Chapter 1 "Here's to a new day," Chris said with a clank of the rim of her well-used diner coffee mug against her best friend, Anna's, equally battered cup. "A new day and a new me." She sighed heavily, as if saying it might actually make the words believable. She felt exactly the same on the inside as she had for the past month: empty, lonely, foolish for...
CHAPTER ONE MIKE AND TRUDY "Michael, I've made up my mind! How long have we been sleeping together? It's over a year now and you've told me I'm your mistress since June. If Crystal is ever to have a brother or sister, if I'm ever to have more kids, and you know I want to, then we should start now. Don't you want to have a baby with me? I know we've been wa...
Prologue Keene stared up at the ceiling and contemplated the darkness. He was safe, at the compound, tucked under the covers in a warm bed as snugly as a babe in its crib. He could dream the dreams long forgotten by a very different man, in a very different place and time. Dare he consider himself so lucky...to dream dreams and plan for the life he never th...
Introduction This story got started when I lost this dumb Super Bowl bet to my friend, and occasional lover Murphy. So yippee, guess who got to be his sexual fantasy comes to life, for an entire weekend? Yeah, me Judi. And later, when I told another friend about a few of the more tasty parts of that sensational, practically unbelievable weekend, he suggeste...
Philip Johnson Prologue An advisory to Literotica readers. This is a very long story involving photography for the first few chapters, and yes I do know that concept has been beat to death. I do hope that i've managed to give that idea a fresh treatment, and you'll stay with the story to see where things go. Good reading, Thornapple. Owen was forty one,...