Author's Notes: Patriots are World Champions! * Chapter 1: How does it feel to lose innocence? When do you lose innocence? I did a lot of soul searching and realized that my friends and I lost our innocence a long time ago. During our younger years when we desperately seeked approval from those around us, we were victims of the harshest rejection imaginab...
This is the second edition, revised August 2016. THE SEEHOFER CHRONICLES. THE MEMOIRS OF A COURTESAN - Volume 1. PROLOGUE -- BELGRAVIA. Monday 8th February 1968. Belgravia, London. Rebecca Seehofer felt distinctly nervous. The flat in London's chic Belgravia was cloyingly warm, totally at odds with the sulphurous fog that billowed spectrally in the col...
Part 31: The Real Me At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't already. It has incestuo...
A little bit less sex this time around, but I promise the payoff will be very good by series end (I am ending it at Chapter 10). Please send me feedback on this chapter and all chapters of the series. Without your feedback, I have no clue as to whether or not I'm pleasing my readers. Thanks, and enjoy the chapter. __________________________ Standard Discl...
My apologies for the delay in this chapter's completion, I became busy with other things going on in my life and as such didn't have as much time initially to write as I would have liked. The action/plot are really starting to pick up from here on out, so I hope you'll stick with me and enjoy this chapter and the rest of the series. :) Feedback and suggestio...
Gabriella Ella held her shirt beneath the scalding water as she scrubbed furiously at the smelly beer stain that soaked the front. The material darkened and transformed the thin white cotton tee into transparent material. "Fucking bitch." There was a reason she had avoided these types of parties like the plague. She had been there less than fifteen minu...
Chapter Fifty-Six YAVARA I was in the midst of a great silence. It was deafening. The world around me seemed to pulse with it, fading in and out like the cadence of waves. Blood ran from my sister's nose and mouth, and pooled onto the hollow of her throat. Her eyes were bloodshot and dull, staring at the ceiling. She was dead, and I didn't feel anything....
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Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, punctuation, and also includes rewrites and expanded scenes where necessary. Please see my bio for more information.This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the p...
Without a doubt, this chapter is probably the darkest piece I have ever written, in both theme and what transpires. It may be rough to those of you used to some of my other works but just bear with it...the ride will be worth it. Please send me feedback on this chapter and all chapters of the series. Without your feedback, I have no clue as to whether or not...