Stephanie picked up the mobile and realised that her husband had left it behind and taken hers by mistake. Idly she scrolled through to see if he had any text messages. Then she half wished she hadn't because the text read – 'if you must know they're pink with lace trimming!' It was from his secretary. Stephanie went white. If his secretary was teasing him...
Many thanks to HMAuthor for all the hard work in editing and improving this story. Grateful thanks to Dowageroftwo for further edits, ideas and suggestions that made it much better and to Red_sky_reader for pointing out more errors and suggesting fixes. * I didn't see it until I was almost on top of it. I had to slam on the brakes. My mind was preoccupi...
SO FAR: A still grieving widow Carson Robertson hospitalizes in a vehicle accident the author of the bumbling detective book series that is growing in popularity, Guilty at injuring the creator of the fabulous character Jessie Chicago, Carson takes Harry Truscott into her home to help in his rehabilitation. Harry has a broken shoulder that is encased in a gu...
Hi my name is Davo, and here is my story. It all started at a party when I was about twenty. We were at a mate’s house whose parents were away for his own dirty long weekend, in our crash pad in his basement. It was a big room, in the middle were two big old couches, and one against the wall and the other in the center with a coffee table between them, on ea...
We didn't stay very long down at the bar. Jennifer wanted to get up to the room as soon as we could. I told her to hold on; I had to go talk to Mike if we wanted a discount. I walked over to the D.J. booth and Mike invited me in. "Hi." "Hello." "Saw you dancing with that girl. You were doing more than just dancing weren't you?" I laughed, "No, Mike! Not...
There once was a small town where time seemed gently paused in the middle of spring. The weight of recent rain hung perpetually in the air, though no one could say the last time rain had fallen. Visitors were strangely rare despite the pleasant climate. If anyone ever cared to ask they would have learned that the townspeople like it that way. One day in tha...
It was the 80's and, love it or hate it, disco was king and you never knew what to expect when going out for a night of dancing under the mirror ball. All of the characters in this story are eighteen and just out of high school, which, in some places at the time, meant you were old enough to drink a beer... or two... or three... Part 1 She was pissed. E...
In the dark recesses of the cave he sat chanting trying to regain even an ounce of his power. Tankena cursed under his breath they'd been so close! His shadow spark had, had all the information they needed to free all the others, including the leader. Tankena knew that Jake was the main key to everything, his bastard brother Rasmir would pay for destroying t...
Chapter Twenty Four Glade couldn't recall a time when she'd ever felt more despair than when she was finally certain that she'd never be able sail back to her lover across the choppy waters of the billowing sea. Was there any point in even being alive without Demure? It was only after many hours of weeping and cursing the spirits of her now extinct tribe...
*This story is the 2nd part of a series. For greater clarity, I recommend reading part 1, but Part 2 stands alone. It's been about six months since a very hot young girl named Rachel moved in with my husband and me. She was there, initially, to assist in my recovery from a serious freak accident I suffered at the gym where I was working as a personal train...