Sunday First off, I admit that I am a total dog. I had planned a camping trip in the new RV that I share with my father. We went halfsies on it since neither of us uses it more than about a month a year we share the vehicle. It's not a huge bus size RV but bigger than van size. Really it's perfect for one or two people to take a long trip. I have it now an...
This one is for the Love the One(s) You're With Competition. As always, your votes and comments would be much appreciated. Hope you enjoy this, and Stay Well! JENNA Now that the sports bar was being shut down due to the pandemic, as I wiped down the bar getting ready to shelter in place, I wondered what was going to happen to us. Then I happened to look ov...
GORLOK The rising sun was red over the Highland Rift, casting the silhouettes of trebuchets and ballistae in a bloody hue. The morning was still, interrupted only by the annoyed cawing of a distant crow. To my left, the horde's line stretched to the northern horizon. To my right, there was no one. The tundra grasslands gave way to pine trees, and the Highl...
This is the 4th installment of the story of Raph and Riley. More and more characters are becoming regular players and as always, new characters are introduced into this fictional world that becomes more real with each chapter. As always, I wouldn't put a story up here without it getting the seal of approval from my editor, RandyD1369. Disclaimer: All char...
Mike's Navy: a novel in five partsPart 4: Femme Fatale Another Mike Claymore erotic novel copy write 2014 Chapter 44 Monday, 4th February, 1985 A quick breakfast in the deli of pancakes and sausage wraps then coffee for his tummy and thermos and he's away. It's clear this morning but there's quite an accumulation of fresh snow and frequent closures...
© 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...
Craig Lundquist was finding it difficult to go to sleep. He wasn't thinking about the "Long Shots" training he was about to undergo the next morning and all that it entailed. Nor was he thinking so much about his tremendous attraction for Holly McKenzie, although he did try, but in vain, to dispel the images crowding his troubled mind with thoughts of her. W...
Illustrations by LunA. 5. DREAMS OF DEBAUCHERY "Fuck yeah, bitch!" Neil Corliss screamed as he sped the stolen Chrysler 200 down the deserted forest road, happier than he'd been in years. Bethany Dutton sat in the passenger seat, rooting through Grace Harker's purse. As far as Neil was concerned, justice had been served. Detective Harker had put Neil in...
The relationships we have are threads in a tapestry, each woven together to show the life we have lived and connections we have with one another. It's been a while since I've posted to this series, since some stories which were supposed to appear under this umbrella (Thank You, Janie and A D.Va, the Faire & a Waffle) were submitted as standalone series....
"This is bullshit! All bullshit! I didn't hit the stupid bitch, all right? She's lying!" The middle-aged female officer pushed the tall, blonde woman through the door and into the waiting arms of Reno police headquarters' burly Sgt. Brown, who stood there trying to keep his coffee from spilling as the blonde and her three friends were ordered to sit down in...