They talk a lot about the blackness of outer space. Yet, you only realize how black it is, when you open your eyes during a dark Earth night. What you notice is that the absence of light appears as a dark gray with a lot of colorful squiggles running across your vision. You open and close your eyes. And, you can't tell the difference. So, like with your eyes...
Written by Claudia Belle, and edited by Karen Cole-Peralta. ONE It was one of those empty, Godforsaken nights. Jessica's lonely mind was on the twilight ending, and heading home to her dog. It would be another painfully bitter evening, she thought to herself. A tad bit restless. She felt, well, bitchy. Even the days had been cold, and it had been a long...
Author's Note: The story's timeline begins with a slight corruption of certain events in Episode VII, followed by an assumed window of several months between the events on Starkiller base and Rey's journey to find Luke, wherein this story takes place. The reader should be aware this story has multiple graphic depictions of rough but consensual sex, and som...
Author's Notes: Well this was a doozy. By the end of it, this chapter is 119 pages. This seems excessive, but every time I tried to end the chapter, more material crept up. For the most part, I'm happy with the results. I won't spoil anything, but I will say that I moved the story along in a way that I feel keeps things interesting while still delivering...
The wind howled over the eaves of the rather run down looking homes that fronted the main avenue through Vilkbin. A cloaked shape walked the street, wrapping it tightly to their body against the wind and driving rain. Finally the figure turned into a lit doorway, its glass-enclosed lantern swinging wildly in the winds. A hand emerged from the cloak and bange...
There's one tradition at the Super Bowl, besides games that don't match the hype, that always holds true. That's the really dumb, overblown halftime show. So instead of watching P Diddy, Kid Rock and Nelly lose whatever credibility they have left, gawking at Janet Jackson lip synching badly and wondering whether a certain child molesting freak is gonna show...
Twenty-year-old Brooke drove furiously from her college back East to her home in the heartland of the United States. She made it home in time to apply for a job as a lifeguard at Edgewood Swim Club, but her poor Camry was now in the shop for maintenance. So, early on an unusually warm Saturday morning in mid-April, Brooke tucked her long red hair into a pony...
This one is a little long, so fair warning. Perhaps not that fair but it's all the warning you are getting so there. Heck I even wander around a little since it's not all sex, or fighting, or whatever other perv thing you want to be reading. Which yes makes me a horrible bitch, and I am so happy that way. I'd say bite me but you probably would and then I wo...
Kira "Get the fuck away from me," In most cases, my gaze alone would have been enough to scare most people away from me without a single word being necessary. But Jeff's supercilious grin reminded me of both his amusement at my attempts to be hard, and the fact that he wasn't most cases. "Kira, I need to talk to you," he smiled, shifting his grin to anoth...
Warning! This story contains material of an adult nature and is intended for mature readers and for personal use only. No copyright infringement is intended. A Silk Stalkings Adventure The Ramon Vargas Affair * Chapter 1: Preparing To Enter The Fray Rita turned off the warm spray, squeezed the surplus water out of her hair, squirted a generous helping o...