The cabin was going to be empty this week. I grinned as I studied the timeshare schedule. Somehow, fortunately for me, not one member of the two large families who are joint owners of this cabin had claimed it for this week. I wasn't on the list. The cabin belongs to my parents, and their friends, the Morgan family. I am twenty-five years old, and living on...
Click, Click, Click, of her high heels echoed on the dark empty street. All is quiet. The only life form is a dark haired woman wearing a short dark skirt and heels. Snap! She whirled around looking for the source of the snapping. Nothing. Emptiness. She was about to turn around when she saw a car, moving slowly towards her. All lights off. She flew aroun...
Dave Collins was walking along the street. It was a Thursday afternoon and he had nothing to do but pay a few bills which he had already done. His time was his own and planned on browsing in a few shops before heading back to the rented house that he was currently living in. Around him people were mulling along doing their own thing, traffic was going back a...
"And welcome to Day Two of the round-up show of the Olympiad here in London," a smart suited gentleman said to the camera in a clear voice with a cheesy smirk. "And what a programme we have lined up for you today. It's been thrills, excitement and plenty of action." His co-host, a beautiful young lady with bouncing brunette hair and an infectious smile nodd...
Chapter One Daniel looked at himself in the mirror and wondered why he was going to so much trouble for a school leavers disco. After all he was 34 and only a mere teaching assistant. The last thing he wanted to do was sit with a bunch of adolescents who would be drunk on one alcopop. But the Head had insisted that all relevant teaching staff must attend an...
Cassandra Phillips / May 27, 1996, 8:14 p.m. The bar stank. Why do people drink American beer? Why do people drink beer? I hate places like this. And I wouldn't even be here if David hadn't . . . Oh, fuck him. Fuck him for what he's making me do—for making me what I've become. And where the bloody hell is Justin? Always late, the little shit. And why on...
Aldus – English; From the Old House Ava – Latin; Like a Bird Cyrus – Persian; Sun Dolan – Celtic/Gaelic; Dark Haired Naava – Hebrew; Pleasant, Beautiful Nero – Latin; Powerful Shaun – Celtic/Gaelic; God’s Gift Part 1 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ “Duscha. What is the Duscha?” she whispered. He looked on in amazement. It had happened. The final bridge to connect her eart...
If you have not read 'Resonance' please do not read this and vote it down. Read the other first and then come back. They're good stories when read in order. Enjoy! * It was finals week. Everyone on campus was in their respective places cramming for exams that would determine where they ranked scholastically. Scholarships were won and lost during this unive...
It was like fishing only a lot more fun. I had seduced Vicki and stolen her away from her husband. The slender English blonde and I had set up house in an apartment building along with her sixteen-year-old daughter and eight-year-old son. Her husband had been heartbroken at the loss of his beautiful wife and children and begged her to take him back. I did...
Okay, there is no sex in this first chapter. And it will take a while to get into the story. Sorry about that. I want to thank my editor, J.Q. Hack. Even though we might not be speaking at this time in life, hopefully someday we will be friends again. And even though I hated changing it to what you had, it is better, so thank you. ==========================...