She awoke the next morning safe in her bed. Her body was sore and tired, the skin of her buttocks was still inflamed, but she felt wonderful for the movement of the baby inside her swelling belly was what woke her. "Good morning, Princess Romina," a girl's voice said upon seeing the pregnant woman was awake. Romina blinked several times and tried to focus...
The shotgun blast ripped through my chest... I flew back into the dirt with a thud, but fired off a shot into Doc Holliday just before I died... After a few minutes Doc helped me to my feet. We brushed off the dirt and posed for pictures. Some people spend their summers at the beach. I spent my summer getting shot and killed four times daily— five on weeke...
Author's Note: More of a romantic tale like Meeting the Minotaur. Thoughts? Wyatt looked around for the path out of the swamp. The last place he wanted to be lost in was here. Every year at least 3 people went missing in the mire. The sounds of nature were all around him but the birds brought him little comfort. Gators, snakes and all sorts of unpleasant an...
Keira woke the next morning, and although her nappy was dry, her body flooded with shame at the memory of the night before. Her sobs had barely subsided as she had fallen into a bone-weary sleep, and this morning she was still swallowing some residual strangled whimpers. Jamie pulled her tightly towards him, cupped one of her deliciously pert breasts and g...
This is a work of pure fiction inspired by recent discussions about lipstick, and passion and just eroticism in general. There will most likely be at least a part two because it's already churning around in my head. As always I love to hear from people both about my work and just to chat. The midnight train as it was called by most of the people who rode i...
I run a fancy nightclub/function room. Normally we have a $100 surcharge and serve $50 cocktails, but sometimes I rent it out for special occasions. You know the type of place. Underdressed clients and overdressed waiters and almost anything goes, if the price is right. I thought I'd seen it all: hens' nights, bucks' parties, stuff like that. The wildest par...
A story of Jaimeth and Isabella, Rayth and Alenya, Prince and Princess, Noble and Slave. Fate, Duty, Love. PART ONE In the year 922 the country of Pangain was the largest and most powerful nation. Its army's commanded attention from the other lands, and its power dominated world affairs. Although it maintained its current borders for decades, the surroun...
Author's note: This is a story based on One Tree Hill and takes place during Season 4 at which point both the actresses and the characters are over 18. * The door to Peyton Sawyer's house was rarely if ever locked so as usual Haley James Scott had no problem entering her friend's home, briefly and rather pointlessly checking the downstairs before ultimate...
Although this is listed as Chapter 01, it would be a good idea to read the prolog of the story just to get the introduction of the main character, Steve Smith. Thanks again to my editor 'Romantic1' for helping me polish this into a presentable story. It was Monday morning on the first day of school. The start of my senior year. I had just backed my Jee...
I'd like to thank My girl fireinnereyes as always. She is My muse and My reason for reason. These stories are directly from her inspiration. The carnival had come to town. There was always electricity in the air when the big trucks rolled into the empty field by the high school and started pulling out the machinery. People would gather around and watch the...