© Fionna Guillaume 2016 *** Prologue: The Cards Rosemary sat in the back room of Triple Goddess Herb Shop, drinking a huge mug of chamomile tea and feeling sorry for herself. She'd just been dumped. Again. This time the sad, nascent relationship had made it all of three months before disintegrating beneath the barest discussion of a long-term future. Jaso...
I received an anonymous comment not too long ago from someone who said that they were not only a big fan of my work, but that they had also read both of my books. Therefore, the story you're about to read was written in honor of that particular individual, whoever he or she may be. If that person, and only they know who they are, is reading this, please, sen...
Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells Loving your enemy is easy ... you know precisely where both of you stand In case anyone cares: I do not hate China or the Chinese People. As a Global Power, the PRC is fair game to be a great antagonist in a fiction story. Not only do they have...
Obligatory Warnings: 1. Only one sex scene in this chapter, but I think it's good. The Regnbage festival has been postponed to the next chapter as this turned out to be too long. 2. Page breaks: They didn't show last time. From now, I am going to use oOo for page breaks and *** for shorter breaks between conversation. Hope that helps. I apologize for the...
Intelligent Designs "Love is hot. Truth is molten." -Donovan 1 Like a good lapsed Catholic girl, Trystessa had learned to decently suck cock, which was exactly what she was doing right that minute, five hours, thirty-six minutes and fifteen seconds to be precise, after having received the twelve dozen roses from Temperence. The roses, minus the single do...
Author's Note: First things first, I'm soooo sorry about the long wait. I feel terrible about slacking off like this, but I've had some of the busiest months at work, add hockey season and traveling to that, and you have a verrry busy girl. I meant to finish this earlier, but I had to go to D.C. for the Winter Classic and spent some time there. If you were...
I couldn't help but squirm in my seat as I drove down the interstate, back toward my childhood home. It felt odd calling it that, my childhood home. Less than six months ago it was just my home, but after all that had happened to me, and all the changes...I could never see myself calling that place home again. Every little shift I made in my seat sent more...
A long, slowly developing romance in five easily-digestible parts. Please send feedback and, above all, please vote! Part 1 Most men would remember a woman like Maxine. In my case, she was the one who drove me to a sexual frenzy in my youth. I wasn’t yet a man, being an early teen. In my inexperienced eyes she was a sophisticated woman though, almost 20 ye...
************* A personal peek into her story. ************* Loving Wives but Non-erotic, I would guess? This is a composite of real-life experiences, heard and over-heard. As narrated by family and in-laws, friends and acquaintances. Considering how many different versions were told by the individuals who had actually lived these events, I hope that thi...
Notes from the author: Hi again everyone. Here's something different, as a nostalgic ode to my youth playing Dungeons & Dragons, Pendragon and other pen-and-paper role-playing games. I know I am no bard but I tried my hand at an Arthurian idyll. I hope you enjoy it. 1. The errant and the prisoner "Great God! Cadfael, should I die today I would do so knowin...