Chapter 1. New Employee Induction I looked at Mel across the desk from me; she was leaning back in the chair with a little smile on her face. I considered her question regarding when she could start for a moment and replied 'Now is good for me. Do you have any plans for the rest of the afternoon?' 'Nothing' she said 'I was hoping you could give me some th...
"Ever wondered who you were before?" "Were before?" Claire was puzzled. She looked up at her friend, Louise, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine. "Your past lives," Louise explained. "Caroline Rattenbury is offering a past life regression workshop in Netherbury Farm buildings next Tuesday night. Do you want to go?" "Are you going?" "I'd like t...
[This chapter continues Book 2: Rivals] Jen sat across from Biff in her office. All afternoon she'd recited status updates and action items as her intern Biff frantically took notes. As evening descended they were finally done. "Thanks for coming in on a Sunday," she said giving Biff a grateful smile. She motioned to all the client files strewn around her o...
Number 96 Monday, 11:13 am The Home Office "What have you been up to, Lucas?" Claire Miller was Director of Communications. Her dress and attire were everything Lucas expected of someone in her position. Grey, formal and boringly predictable. "What do you mean?" Claire was capable but from a redbrick university. Southampton or Bristol, or somewhere of th...
PROLOGUE Saturday 2 October 2005, 1643hrs Harry Crabtree had just seen his beloved Villa go 2-3 behind in the 88th minute and was in dismay at the certainty that they would stay in the bottom three relegation area for the next fortnight. Then, he felt his Palm PDA vibrate to show he had received an email. Glancing at his mate Gary, who was using Harry's w...
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...
Saturday She knocked on the door of his suite at ten of eight, and he let her in. "I'm a little early," she said. "Traffic was so light! I can't remember the last time I was out and about this early on a Saturday morning." She had a small overnight bag in one hand and a hanging garment bag with a dress in it slung over her shoulder. He took them and hung t...
Chapter 27 – The contest soon ends. Jason made it to class just in time for the exam. He had little time to contemplate what Mark had told him until after the test was over. As he walked back to the frat, his thoughts lingered on what to do now. Anything he came up with seemed implausible at best. He was really in a jam and most likely had to settle for a...
"Courtney, don't you think that you repeatedly calling me 'Carmen' while I was fucking you hurt me?" Courtney's hands flew to her mouth. "Oh, my god. What have I done?" "I didn't mind at the time, not really. The possibility that you might have found another girlfriend did occur to me. You were only a few pages into the Book of Love, and she was probably...
This story has been very stubborn about being born. I published a part of it some weeks ago, just to find I had to change things around and had to withdraw it. Well, finally, this is it. If you have read a few of my stories, you may have noticed that they take place I the same city (basically my hometown Örebro) and that people from other stories tend to po...