Author's notes: This story was written for and inspired by a friend of mine. Hopefully you get a chance to read the final draft. ******************** I clutched the hard, unforgiving steel in my hand like my life depended on it. The pistol grip felt comfortable; inviting even, like it was made for me. My finger hovered over the trigger, twitching ever...
It's Friday night and I'm standing alone outside of a bar with no intention of going back in. Meanwhile my friends are still inside drinking the night away with no intention of joining me. This had unfortunately become a Friday night tradition for me. Out front of the barr, people were drinking, smoking, making out and doing any number of other things that w...
I'm kind of obsessed with finding original ways the hubby discovers his wife cheating, but man it's hard. I'm not sure I did it with this one, but it's better than a strange car in the driveway. I wrote this with the idea of possibly having multiple parts. If it's received well, I'll continue their story. I Still Love You "Honey, I think we should do som...
Don Prescott sat at his desk at home staring pensively out of the window. It was very early on a Thursday morning, it was still dark out, and he was physically and emotionally drained after his return flight home. He again attempted to force his mind back to the events of the previous evening. He again attempted to make some sense of what he had witnessed....
My first submission to Literotica didn't go well. As it was the first story I'd ever written, I didn't realize how many people would misunderstand. I've thought about it decide to try to rewrite the story so that more people would understand it. The story was about a teenager who had his life turn to shit and adopted a fatalistic approach to life. It wasn't...
Author's Note: Melancholy story of looking at the past and wishing things had been different. There's no sex in this story, so if that's what you're looking for I'd skip this one. This one is a little different than most of my other stories since I tried telling the story primarily through dialog. It was an experiment to help me get stronger as a writer. Hop...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Here's the second chapter. I really doubt this story can be salvaged, I mean I'm jumpin around, switchin narratives and stuff, it's just not my best work. I tried to make it current, but well... tell me what you think though! C8ER2U The thought of returning to her house, their house for anything longer than 5 minutes turned her stomach. S...
"A slumber party? Seriously? Heather, you do realize I'm turning 18, not 12, right?" "Don't worry, Shelby. This one won't be for kids. Just worry about the accommodations, I'll take care of the activities. Oh, and don't forget your pajamas," she added, laughing. Shelby shook her head left and right as the call ended. She had told her best friend Heather th...
Kavya sat down on a small bench placed on top of the college building's terrace. "This is a wonderful, warm place to sit and think. Come, join me," she tapped the seat next to hers. "Wow, I've been in this college two years, never seen this spot before." Priya said. "So quiet and secluded." "And warm," Kavya said. "Check out the view from here. You can see...
Shane climbed the stairs up to the sortation floor, taking advantage of being out of sight for a while to relax since he was at a slow, tedious point of the day. He couldn't resist a quick glance toward Grace's computer station when he hit the top. He'd hardly ever seen her until she bid into the operator job, and wondered how in the hell he'd missed her i...