(Dear Reader's, I first published Daughter of Frigg in 2013. It was my first story, now 6 years later I have reimagined and rewritten the whole story. The main character are the same. Many of the experiences will be simular but Megan and Owens marrital adventures will be far more... exciting... than before! I hope you enjoy the story. -Pinkender) The Daught...
This is not a Halloween story. I just added the bit at the end in honor of the holiday. Hope you enjoy. ................................................ He just showed up one day, and the bar owner did everything but kiss his ass in front of everyone. He even set up a small table in the back near the restrooms, and no one was allowed to sit there except h...
Chapter 31 - Rearrangements Dave was walking across the patio on Saturday morning after he'd been on omelet duty with Odessa. He'd then had breakfast with Odessa and she was at his side as he held her hand. He saw Dori laying on a chaise by herself. She was almost naked, as usual, and seemed to be panting. Dave leaned in and kissed her. She puckered up and...
This story was to be part of Randi's water themed invitational, but due to a death in the family I had to put it on hold. By the time I came up for air, it was too late to finish it in time for the invitational. I've struggled with this story, and it's only been with the help of two special friends that helped me get this started again. My thanks to Girlinth...
Epilogue PRINCESS PRESTIRA TIADOA Being a Highland princess was a lonely ordeal. Though my mother was a "free spirit" and encouraged me to make friends outside of the castle, I couldn't bring myself to do it. A princess had her place, and it was not with the commoners on the street. That was why my only friend was my cousin, Adrianna Straltaira. Adri's m...
The Curse of the Scots, Part Six Three people; all in love. It's a mess! The next morning when I awakened Cayden was already up and gone. He left me a note saying he had some work to do, but he'd be back in time for lunch. He thanked me for wonderful evening. I yawned and stretched; I think did a good imitation of Vivian Leigh after the night Clark Gable...
This is the last part. Yes it's a novel. I hope you're hanging in there. ***** Chapitre Quinze. Jack's story continues. My mind transitions back to the present, where we first started our journey. So here I sit in my living room deep in thought and reliving the past. I pick up and examine 'that' erotic horrific picture once more; the one of us three sta...
Author's Note: A big thank you to the ever-lovely Randi for organizing the "Highway Song" event. To my team F.R., D.A., Laura L., Barry J., and Steve M. for being some fantastic betas. Dedicated to the two writers Bebop3 and MsCherylTerra, without whom this story would have never been finished. I am eternally grateful. — This story is set in 1993, a time...
Dear reader, I've written this story for the inaugural 'In a Sunburned Country Event', for both my enjoyment and yours. I self-edited, and although I've proof-read several times, the time came when I needed to stop playing with it and put it out there. Anyhow, I've found the best way to discover an error is to publish, so apologies for any mistakes. The ev...
---Week 4 -- Wednesday--- Slumping into the passenger seat of my sports car, exhaustion swept over me. It had been a long, hard day with all those training sessions and stuff. Mostly, though, it had been a total mind screw. The realization that Shelly, the consulting firm's secretary, was another office bimbo. Woah! Stunner! It left me so shocked and dumbs...