Chapter 22 Heaven can wait, the reincarnation from Lynn to Kate. She told me that she was in a serious car accident. She told me that she could have and should have died. Maybe Kate was supposed to die and did die in that accident. Maybe Lynn wasn't supposed to die in her accident. Just as what happened in that movie, Heaven Can Wait, did Lynn's Angel, ho...
Next Life was three blocks from the bus stop, between a dentist's office and a tanning salon. Consuelo considered again whether she should just turn around and go back home. But she steeled herself and went inside. The woman at the counter was chic and severe. A Mr Pippin came front to collect her. Pencil mustache, steel blue suit, silver shirt, matching sil...
Myth: Secretly, women all really want an enormously endowed man and only pretend not to so as not to hurt men’s feelings. Men, how many times have you heard women say that it doesn’t matter--and how many of other times have you heard comedians make jokes about what a lie this is? Which do you believe, or do you not know what to think anymore? Women, surel...
"Sex on legs." Is what she called me. Which I had honestly never been called before in my life. Nor had I ever considered the possibility of that description fitting me. But there it was, plain as day in text message format. Me: You honestly find me attractive? Natalie: Are you freakin kidding me?! You're practically sex on legs! It took me a few minut...
Greetings all; in my stories my characters exist in my head, but there might be real life inspirations for some of them. Who knows? This is sort of a haunted house meets, reincarnation story, where the house is occupied by a spirit rather than a ghost, with some voyeurism, romance, love, and friendship mixed in. ~ Mattie fell in love with the little white...
Rejections that should, but don't work: You would thinking telling a guy you're not interested works. However, he doesn't comprehend the notion that someone isn't interested in his gold-embossed skin. Because clearly, he's a walking Oscar Award, and every woman should worship him. A guy is hitting on you in a bar and won't fuck off. So you tell him you're...
Thank you for your continuing interest in the Vlkolak and the story of Guillame and Orsolya. There is still more to come so don't worry. This isn't the end of the story. I promise there will be more. As always, a huge thank you to Archangel_M for his incredible editing. -------------------------------------------------- Guillame walked through the darknes...
I studied her legs. We were desperately in love, and I strove to learn every inch of her body, so that I could make love to it; so that I could know her. On our very first date, I had told her I would caress her entire body, inside and out forever. After only five minutes, after entering her home I looked Rachel straight in the eyes and said, "up until n...
"Another night of pretending to listen to everyone's poetry," groaned Charles as he entered the conference room where the Writer's Club meeting was being held. As he was putting his book bag down, he caught a glimpse of a woman sitting across from his spot at the table. He gasped inwardly. It was her! The beautiful, curvy redhead he'd watched walk down the h...
So first off, this story is a squeal to a story I wrote. You don't have to read the first part but if you want to, the link will be in a comment. Thank you! Second, if you have criticism, please make it constructive. * Carla sighed and rubbed a hand down her face. Now three years later, she, and her stubborn six year old Lily, still lived in the new mansi...