Chapter 1: Veronica "V" Stone V woke up after the blessing of the sun shining its light through the opened shades of the window. V did not need to go outside to tell how beautiful it is. To V it didn't matter if the clouds were dark grey, lightening lighting up the sky, or it would be pouring rain. Nature was beautiful. If only she could control it in he...
Greater New York Jinro could see cranes dancing in the imperial garden at Kyoto. Their antics, wings flapping, necks dipping and gyrating, were graceful, choreographed by evolution over thousands of years. The vision was faded like an old photo or distant memory. He'd left Japan with to live with his American father when he was 9, and filled his head with t...
Violet Smythe stepped into the women's only lingerie shop, A Kitten's Dream. This was no big deal as Violet was, in fact, a woman. Nineteen and gorgeous, she was also one of the most recognizable women in the world, having been the face of Sexy and Sultry, her father's cosmetics company for three years. No, she was not the problem. The problem was the giant...
Stryke Force 1 : Out of Their League Fisherman's Warf was usually a normal, everyday place for the shipping industry of Captiol City to conduct business both domestic and foreign. During the regular to and fro of the business day, the docks were a buzz with small boats and larger ships that studded the dockside. They unloaded their cargo and opened their...
Honesty may be the best policy, but it doesn't always get you what you want! JACK I met April just after I moved to town - purely by chance at my new doctor's office -- she backed into my bumper and then got out to look at her car. If I had not been sitting in my parked pickup (I always arrive early for any appointment) I am not sure she would have owned u...
Half the drawers on the dresser hung open and empty, the bed was stripped bare of its sheets, and the mattress sat askew atop the box-spring frame. The shelves beside the desk had been rummaged through, and what remained was cluttered in small piles here and there. In this disheveled, half-furnished room, a young man slumped in his computer chair with a vaca...
Chapter 1: Tuesday Morning, 4AM - Rejection "This is Dorothy Bishop. My daughter, Alaina, caught a stomach bug and won't be attending today. I can be reached at my home number if there are any questions when you get in. Thanks, and have a good day." She clicked the cordless phone off and let it fall to the floor. The phone landed and bounced as her arm fol...
Special thanks to Curtis, Joshua, FlyPenguin, RandomTask, RogueXVII, Tristan, Vibrant, Wootdiew00p, and The Glimmering Warlock for supporting my work. This chapter was late due to its length and editing issues rising from it. Thanks to DankMemez aka ACLawrence for the brilliant editing and going after my ass. Obligatory Warnings: 1. There 2.5 sex scenes...
Brooklyn I slammed the phone down, the muscles in my jaw working. I prided myself on being able to meet my clients wants and desires, no matter how outrageous, but Barrett Quillon was trying my patience. He was a pampered man-child, used to getting his way because nobody would tell him no. I shoved my chair back from the desk and stomped into the kitchen, p...
Author's Note This is the first part in a new story series that follows the lives of two friends over the course of one turbulent year - 2010. The story is set in the fictional town of Westborough-on-sea, a seaside town on the south coast of England. Other towns and cities mentioned are real, although individual places within them (such as pubs, café's, ho...