My Jeep Cherokee hummed its way down the highway. Its complement of passengers all engaged in their own thoughts and pursuits. In the back, my two kids argued about which movie to watch on the rear entertainment screen. They knew. Beside me, my wife of the past 20 years, fretted and sulked like a child. She didn't have a clue. My wife, Joyce, is an avera...
The scribe looked up from his desk meeting the eyes of the figure that stood before him. It was rare to see a 'watcher' in this section and he didn't know what to expect. He anticipated nothing less than a thug, rough around the edges and ready for trouble. "Phanuel sent for me." Said the watcher. The scribe was taken back by the gentle voice and the softn...
TWO WEEKS IS FOREVER For regular readers, this has been the longest gap in the story since I started, for reasons I've touched on in a couple of postings. This is not the Chapter 5B I intended to put on Lit. I'd expected it to be at least two, maybe three times longer, which means more chapters. But I realized I'd hit a natural stopping point so I stopped a...
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This is part two of a three part story. I recommend reading part one before starting this part. Sorry for the delay in posting part two; unexpected interruptions and a re-write were the causes. Part three is being re-written due to the changes in part two, but it should be posted soon. A heartfelt thanks to my editor, Lindsey Marsh, for his patience and exce...
To the reader: There isn't any sex in this story so if that's all you want then this isn't going to be for you. But if you enjoy a story about the ending of one life and the beginning of another then read on. Thanks to jo for editing. Any errors are mine and not because of poor editing. © Copyright March 2013, by the author. ******** Fair-weather friend...
EPILOGUE: When the contest and subsequently the orgy ended, the mothers and the daughters in the contest returned to resume their normal day to day activities. Rochelle Hamilton, living in Dallas returned somewhat affected from her participation. Although she had been a member along with her husband since the beginning of the TLR, she had never been involv...
This is a fictional story and is the last one in my "Forbidden Lovers" series. I wanted to thank all of the people who read this series and wrote reviews which inspired me to write another chapter and give my characters what I hope you will see as a proper ending. * Well it felt to Christopher like it was his last breath, but what he didn't know was that...
The silence in the room was deafening. Buffy sat on the living room sofa beside her mother. Buffy knew by the look on her mother’s face that she was having a hard time dealing with her and Spike being together. “He’s not Angel mom! Besides, Angel and I are ~SO~ over! HE has a new life in LA, that doesn’t include me, unless it has to do with Slaying.” Buffy...
So here's something you guys don't know about me yet— I was born in the South. Huntsville Alabama. The 'deep south' as my momma called it. We moved up here to upstate New York when I was ten—my daddy's brother got him a job in a big factory. My southern accent's long gone. Well, I think so anyway, but some people say they can still hear it. I still use south...