Luka took a final, last shuddering breath and releasing it slowly, he wiped his cheeks with his fingertips. Nadia removed the handkerchief tucked in her bodice and gently dried his initial grief away. He smiled down at her pleased with the intimacy of the gesture. He reached out to stroke her hair for the first time, the strands glistening as they slipped th...
"Do you still love me?" The voice was familiar. Slowly I turned towards it. "Do you still find me beautiful?" Her knee length dress was torn and stained red from gushing wounds, rumpled and tattered on her form as she lay before me. Her limbs were twisted and mangled, jagged ends of broken bones protruded through her skin, stark white against the crimson fl...
Author's note: Thank you to my good friends, BaileyL and Squarey, for reading, correcting, suggesting, pushing, and encouraging me. ************************* April opened her eyes, disoriented by the dark and the unfamiliar surroundings. Then she felt Evan's right arm around her, his hand on her breast, rubbing her nipple, his left hand between her legs. S...
1 -- MARCUS Marcus poured a stream of bubbling water over his dinner – a bowl of Ramen noodles. Not exactly the ideal Valentine's dinner. Shelley was out of town performing. Holidays were always the busiest time for her band. He had spent Christmas and New Years alone as well. He didn't mind all that much. They always had a belated celebration when she came...
Author's Note Though not my first short story, this is my first short story in a very long time. Any constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. Aside from the town in which this story takes place, any reference to persons, places or events is fictional. Any similarities are, of course, entirely coincidental. I hope you enjoy. * "Excuse me," I...
Xeres daughter of the seventh warlord took a seat near the back of the conference room. The entire Corps of special forces officers were required to attend the meeting as Ni son of the first warlord would unveil their secret orders. Up to this time, every one of activities performed by this vast Armanda had been shrouded in secrecy. Personnel thought somethi...
Author's note: this has a rather complicated backstory. The story takes place in a world of swashbucklery and magic. Rischa Vale was a pirate captain, one of few females in a misogynistic part of the world to manage this. She had been fostered by a famous pirate, and had won the esteem of her men through courage and hard work. One day, a man named Mika Arago...
"So would you like a happy ending with your massage?" Annette Brite asked in that sexy posh voice of hers. "Uh, doesn't that involve you... uh... jerking me off?" Clive Little asked. "Yes, Mr. Little," Annette laughed. "It is indeed a euphemism for hand relief." Little was at a loss on how to respond. He was still trying to work out how he'd ended up here...
It had been four years since I had quit smoking; I had forgotten what it was like to as much as want a cigarette. My wife was so proud of me and was always telling me just how proud she was of me for stopping the one habit she still struggled with everyday. I had made her a promise that I was NOT going to be one of those ex-smokers who was always on the case...
He picked up the phone to call the hospital, but dropped it on the cradle. She wouldn't talk to him on the phone anyway. Instead, he told his secretary that something had come up and to cancel everything for the day. He grabbed his jacket and brief case and headed straight for Bellevue. It took the better part of the day and several thousand dollars worth o...