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"John..." the soft voice murmured, penetrating his subconscious. "Lilyana wants to speak with you..." He opened his eyes and found himself looking up at a dazzling view of the stars, the crystal dome in the Observatory so clear he could have been floating out there in the black. The next realisation was that he was buried under a pile of girls, with his rav...
I'm detecting a trend. This one is edited, again by the smartest, lovliest ladies on Lit. And this is not just my opinion. Enjoy. This is a pretty common theme. MM did it, several others have put their spin on it, Bigguy 33 was the most recent. This is my spin. ***** "Wait, what did you say?" Dave was in his wife's office. She was the head honcho of the d...
It's been a while since I wrote anything... So I thought I'd break up the winter monotony with this little tale. If there is a message here; it is that life entails choices. And the hard part of living it is making the right choice. The plot re-introduces three people from another of my stories. And I have to add that it was a pleasure revisiting old friends...
Gabriella The porcelain sink chilled Ella's scorching skin as she leaned against it and splashed water onto her face. She was burning from the inside out. A sharp pain gathered behind her eyes and rushed to the back of her head causing her to sway for a moment. Her hands balled into fists before she shook them out and repeated. Anything to halt the tremble...
*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *Would you choose ephemeral beauty, or rugged determination?* *Please note: I wrote this before the incidents in Paris and San Bernardino, which makes some of the fantasy story developments tragic in that life sometimes mirrors fantasy* ****...
Fifteen months. It's late February 1999, and that's the lifespan so far of this current period of fidelity, a period of being only with my wife. Yeah I know, that's the way it's supposed to be so I freely admit to you that I'm a fool and an asshole, that I play around behind the back of the woman I claim to love. And that's just it; I do love her, deeply....
Author's note: This story has swapping, infidelity, watching your wife with other men, drugs and some violence (not against women), so if any of that bothers you don't read any further. I have very little knowledge about drugs (or many things) so please forgive me if my story is loose with the facts. Chapter 1 - Introductions Why did I become a tax attorn...
As A Song, Forever Together 01. part A Sci Fi & Fantasy and Romantic Revenge story. I am weary of that genre in the Sci Fi that AI (Artificial Intelligence) robots kill all of mankind, so I found such stories very interesting, where AI fembots become the mates, wives of humans. These stories go to the extreme, when AI fembot wives want to be step moms....
Port George was never a town I would have chosen to visit. It sat a really rocky outcrop on the North Cornish side of the Bristol Channel and took the full force of the North Atlantic weather. The village, jutting out on ragged cliff edges, wasn't the most welcoming place to be even at the height of summer and you kind of got the feeling that the Gulf Strea...