John tried not to make the stairs creak as he made his way up to bed. It had gone midnight and his wife had gone up nearly two hours ago. Opening the door to their room, he saw the light from the phone in her hand. "You and your games. Sweety Crush is it?" he asked. "Level 19." she said, without looking away from the screen. He took off his clothes, lett...
This is my first actual story, so please let me know what you think. All characters are over 18 and fictional. If that makes any sense... * "Jack, what are you staring at?" She was knew what I was doing. I was thinking. her childish attempts to distract me weren't going to work, but that had never stopped her from trying. "The board's down here retard,...
Alex opened his eyes as the alarm on his cell phone went off; just like every morning. Muttering, "I'm awake. I'm awake," he rolled to the end of the bed and pushed the blanket away. Shivering, he noticed how low the temperature in his room was; his alarm sounding again. "Ok, ok. I'm awake," he mumbled, turning it off. Walking into the kitchen, his mind bega...
She rolls over to snuggle deeper beneath the slick warmth of her duvet, sliding her arm around her pillow and feels a sharp prickle beneath her outstretched hand – her eyes fly open wide on the cloudy view outside and jerk to the bedside clock – late – late – Her squirms bring the small hairbrush into view and she stops, stares, and thinks – not a dream –...
Clara's finger traced down the length of Isaac's shoulder, intriguing the redhead with its bulk and well-defined muscle. The two were sharing the lounge chair on the deck of his condo, nine stories up; they'd finished breakfast minutes ago and had decided to take their conversation outside, revealing their inner thoughts about each other over all the time th...
Starbucks, City. 11.30am, be there. Darius stood staring down at the note on the wooden dining table. They were intending to meet again, even after he had specifically forbidden her to meet him. He knew what he had to do. He didn't want her being hurt yet again, didn't want to watch her walk through each day forever enveloped in numbness, unable to eat. Las...
The sound of drums and chanting filled the air, and the walls of Illyen shook at the sound. Even then, the dark invaders swarm over the walls. This was it, the final battle their people would ever fight; the last remaining city of Elves was about to be sacked. There was no stopping them now, every elf who could fight had done so, and still they were overwhel...
Stepping back in time to take a second go, taking all my experience and knowledge, my confidence and patience with me, seemed like a good idea. Re-run that fateful party where I had met Penny and then spent two years trying to get her clothes off, eventually succeeding, but ending up parting with her after another five years, and regretting all the time I co...
As we head to the last holiday of the year, I realize it is also the last holiday of the first decade of the new century. Of course, what I mean is the eve of the holiday for that is what fascinates me, as New Years itself is nothing more than hangovers, parades, and football. What happened to the first ten years of the twenty-first century? I cannot believe...
It was a familiar ritual for women whose husbands made their living on the sea. Constance stood on the balcony outside her bed chamber looking out over the bay for a glimpse of the tall masts of Jacob's ship as it came into harbor, hoping that he would either make port ahead of the gale or that he would be waiting offshore for the storm to pass. Many a widow...