Prologue Anna Plowright trudged grimly along the country lane towards her cottage still two kilometres distant. She was soaked to the skin. The rain bucketed down and reduced her hair to a stringy ruin, and found every available gap in her clothing to trickle down her back and between her breasts. When she had set out that morning for her daily ten-kilomet...
It was an upscale bar, guess I should really call it a Cocktail Lounge. But it was a friendly place. When I got into a casual conversation in the john with a guy who came in with some fellow workers he invited me over to join their group. Nice bunch, too, four guys and a couple gals just leaving the office on Friday afternoon. From what they said this was a...
"Let's see, Elise...you've been here five weeks. Am I right?" Elise's eyes darted around the room, taking in the intent but impassive faces of her employer's personal staff. Mr. Hal, the steward, was to Lord Conroy's right. Beside him stood a handsome but older woman, Mistress Beatrice the head maid. On the lord's left were Allan the chauffer, Daniel the bu...
Death can be pretty scary sometimes especially when one is facing it. And that's exactly what had crossed Morgan's mind as she fishtailed on the lonely stretch of highway in the middle of Bumfuck Egypt. Her back right tire blew out while she was going about seventy-five and jamming out to a mix of Queen and The Beatles after leaving a familial visit that t...
"Sera, if you would be so kind as to get some pink belladonna root from the basement?" Sera muttered as she made her way down the stone stairs. The graduation age of a wizard was, by all official rules, 20 years, and Sera was just 2 years away from that. And she hadn't learned a thing from her master. Well, not quite. She could do some basic energy manipul...
The palace was a hive of activity. La Contessa has returned from her country estate outside Padua to her town palace in Venice for the week. Her palace, overlooking Canale Rigolleto with views of the dome of San Marco, is one of the finest in 18th century Venice. She has announced that she is going to hold a party. Not a grand one, like her famous masquerade...
I could escape it no longer. As an 18 year old senior in high school, I had to get a job. Somehow I had managed to get out of getting a part time job my first three years of high school, but finally my parents could put up with it no longer. I needed a job. If that wasn't bad enough, to get the job I had to get a work permit from my school, and to fill out...
Thanks to Lady Catie for your help. Thanks to Very Metal for your information. And a big thanks to a certain hot biker dude I know. You gave me the idea for this story! :D Happy reading and don't forget to vote! ********* Tim Bryton stood in front of the glass door of his tattoo and piercing shop. His knowing green eyes looked outside at the fast paced...
"Time to wake up babe! It's nine!" I wake from a dream, still tired. I frown and bring my hands to my eyes, blocking out the bright light illuminating from the window. "What time is it?" I barely get out. "It's nine!" Danielle exclaims, "We have to be at the gym at ten. You promised me you were going to work out with me, remember?" "I almost forgot," I...
The widow sat in a small, windowless room just off the chapel where her husband's body lay. The room was reserved for family of the departed who needed respite from well-wishers or a moment to grieve in private. Her hands trembled as she stared at the envelope the fire chief held out to her. "Roy left this in case he didn't come back from a call." Chief Lu...