Author's Note: This is the sequel series to Amy, Captured. To get the full experience, please read through that one first. Hello! I am back, with a new ring, a honeymoon high that I'm still riding, and a new last name (yes, I took my wife's last name.) And most importantly, my incredible wife, who is beautiful, creative and absolutely perfect for me (hi, ho...
© Copyright 2006, 2007 Chapter 13—Seduction of Satan Tracey never truly doubted that she would bend to Jarrod's will and try to seduce Ethan. She was angry, but not hurt. There had never been any illusion that her relationship with Jarrod was anything more than value for value. They cuddled together and said nice things in the aftermath of sex. It was a fa...
As they we're heading out the door she turned to Calvin. "Thanks for dinner. But I'm going to my apartment." He looked as if he wanted to say something but instead he nodded and leaned in for a kiss, yet Samantha turned and it landed on her cheek. He pulled back and looked at her surprised. She didn't give him an explanation. Instead she told him that she...
White cloth, ripped and stained, gave way to rough tugging. Big hands, pulling at her, bruising her flesh. They would use her, leave her bloody and mangled by the body at her feet. The cold bit at her bared flesh and she sought escape, deep within. Let them finish her. She didn't care. A memory came to her, giving some relief. Sarah's face, smiling and laug...
I am one of those women who used to be referred to in hushed tones at the church women's group and the CWA (Country Women's Association) scone judging as 'the other woman' and in the press which delighted in reporting such matters as divorce cases, as 'the co-respondent' and in men's clubs as 'the mistress' or 'his bit of fluff' or 'his bit on the side'. All...
Written by: livingsingl Co-Authored by: redridinghood999 It's Friday afternoon, about 2 pm. I cased out this bank a number of times, and found it to perfect for the robbing -- two dopy, middle-aged, out of shape guards, minimal security, and some very young, very inexperienced-looking tellers that are more likely to scream and panic than set off any alarms...
With Maria's discovery of the horse thief's pattern, Megan couldn't wait to relate the news to Trey. Looking out the window of Clint's office she saw his truck approaching from the barns. When Trey turned into the courtyard to let her know he was leaving, she was already waiting on him. "Maria figured it out!" Megan exclaimed, excitedly. "There's a pattern...
WEEK ONE – THE ORIENTATION Sometimes...rarely but sometimes...there is a moment where life is perfect. As I sat in the windowless basement buried snugly in the bowels of Tribeca, I reflected that this was one of those moments. For in the next ten minutes, Mr C would walk into my life and all would be right for the world. For the sake of privacy, I sh...
"And the winner is....." Hoping to hear my name, but not really expecting to.... "Paul Feagans!" ...my heart stopped in mid-beat! Yes!! I had won! Jumping up from my seat with what I'm sure was the goofiest smile, I stepped up to collect the tickets for the Carribean cruise. This was going to be so great. I really felt that I needed a vacation from the hu...
Author's note: the following story is pure fiction, based solely on the seed of an idea planted by a chance conversation. Any semblance to real or imagined persons or world events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Angel Love for her editing to make this a better story. * It had just been two weeks ago that the armistice...