This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
This is fiction intended for legal adults readers. If it is not legal, DO NOT read. This is a copyrighted work. Reposting or any other use strictly prohibited without the express, written permission of the copyright holder, except may be posted as part of a review or posted to my pre- approved archives. Copyright 2002 by E. Z. Riter Please! Give me you...
Malcolm walked into the house and found Sabella standing in the foyer. They stared at each other both knowing what the other was thinking. Neither of them said a word as Sabella went upstairs to her room and Malcolm headed into the kitchen to eat breakfast. "Who was at the door?" Mabel asked as he sat down at the table to eat. "Ed Winters," Malcolm repli...
NOTE: In honor of my 50th submission on this site, I present the first few chapters of a non-erotic mystery novel. Based on feedback alone I will determine whether or not to finish it. Thank you for reading it and for your input. Love, Traci. Chapter 1 Thirty miles. Half way. The sweltering, mid-morning July sun already was having an effect on the lone cyc...
For the love of my life. Only God could stop me loving you. ______________ "Oh God. Stop. Stop. Stop!" Julie Hargreaves screams as her car skids out of control toward the edge of the cliff. Sliding sideways along the wet icy road, her heart in her throat as her SUV skims dangerously close to the sheer drop. Closing her eyes she feels the back wheel of her c...
As Robin peered through the shrouding beech tree's leaves, he felt very fortunate the windows of the manor house were thrown wide open. It was warm enough that early autumn afternoon that a breeze would have been welcome to those inside, and the open windows of the upper story room made seeing into it vastly easier than if they had been shut, or only parti...
"Ma'am, are you alright?" said a deep, masculine voice, and I looked up to see a tall, handsome black man in a police uniform looking at me, a concerned look on his face. Seriously, the dude had to be six-foot-four or more...he was huge. Lying stark naked on the mud, my hair soaked with rain water, filled with dirt and grime in places I didn't even want to t...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
The Hangman Cometh: A correction By Woodmanone Copyright February, 2013 (This is a reposting of the original story. There was a problem when I posted the continuation of the story called The Hangman Cometh: Tyler Rawlings. I'd had problems posting Part 2 and apparently the webmaster misunderstood the email concerning those problems and replaceed the first...