We are dancing, slowly, at the masquerade ball. You, in the outfit I bought for you in my travels....a beautiful Chinese red silk dress, high at the neck, and cut just above the knees. Close-fitting but sophisticated. A vision of smouldering sensuality, you turn more heads than any woman in the room. You have worn the open-toed heels, also red, with the ankl...
"Whatever. Fuck off." Olivia stuffed the phone into her Louis Vuitton pochette and slung it around in frustration. She faked a smile and waved to a younger fan before clicking and clacking into a hotel lobby. A buzz could be heard and she went after it. "I told you to stop calling, Aaron." She pulled out her ID and handed it to the clerk at the desk, ig...
Clear blue skies without a cloud in view, a gentle breeze whistling through old oak trees in the forest ahead; soft grass with a pattering of daisies here and there to guide her way. The young woman skipped forth across the path, sunlight gracing her pale skin, warming her fiery red hair as the curls bounced along with each of her movements. Truly, this day...
Hello everyone! I'm kind of stuck on Claire's Desperate Idea, so instead here's a little supernatural romance for the holiday. Hope you enjoy it! The second part is nearly written so there won't be a long wait. Happy holidays! Bea PS: I like to write things in parts and then edit together, so don't worry if it's a little rough. ***** The wind softly whi...
This is purely an experiment to get writing. I do not know where this story will evolve. It is something of a break from the massive series which I am also working on... but more of a forgivable weekly sprint to see where a story will take me. My goal is to publish every week. It's my challenge. This is not really a novel, although I do have a plot with a...
He woke up to the quiet, silver moonlight shining down on them from the open window. A soft, sweet breeze blew the lacy curtains and stirred their mixed scents, the sweetness of her hair and the spice in his aftershave and the lingering hint of sex. They had been together for the last two thousand years, and even though their bed was as wide as a lake, they...
I left my private office and told my secretary I would be gone for the day as I rushed to my car. The drive home was 15 minutes but it felt like an eternity. My shaft ached in my pants as I recalled every dirty depraved thing my wife did with those two strange men. Finally, I arrived at my house. I noticed the flooring truck was gone as I pulled into my dr...
She had felt it. She knew he was near. Dylena had known immediately when the dark beast had crossed over from his realm to that of the mortals. Something had disturbed her, for just a second, but it lingered in the back of her mind and she could not think of anything else. She was afraid, deathly afraid. Sure, she had been trained. Sure, she had been thou...
The limits of power. What an odd thing for someone like myself to ponder. My name is Anthony Saint-Pierre and I'm a six-foot-one, lean and athletic Black male in his mid-twenties living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. A proud member of the Haitian-American community. Currently, I'm a patrol officer with the Massachusetts State Police. It's my second ye...
Holiday party cheer never seems dull. Even those boring afternoon coffee and finger sandwich gatherings at work will eventually bring out the entertainer in somebody and "the life of the party" is born. Now mix in alcohol and dim the lights, well now the fun begins. My wife Maria looked amazing in her little black dress. Her smooth silky tanned calves tight...