Have you ever had an idea take form in your head? Something that shouted for your attention while you are working on other things? I did, and this story is it. It invaded my work, sleep and even some of my relationships. I have no idea if it is going to be a good or bad story...I just know I have to write it to get it out of my head so I can go back to writi...
A quick stop-off in Baltimore to collect Edgar Allen Poe's stuffed raven—obvious, that one—and before Pete knew it, he and Myka were on a double-date with HG and Giselle. Pete generally thought Myka and HG were a bit like him and the Browns—he hated them until he liked them. Sometimes, Myka went all in with HG, phoning her, Skyping with her, writing super-...
This story is one of a continuing series of connected stories known as "Tales from the Shack." Normally these go into LW because the Shack series started here, and it is much easier for those that follow the stories to find them if I keep them all together. Even so, this one very much belongs in the LW category. This story stands on its own, though it is par...
It was a Friday afternoon that seemed of little consequence. I got up, shaved, cleaned and pampered my body. After my underwear was in place I wore my usual boot socks, boots, jeans and a plaid shirt. The bar at Fulton Street was busy that afternoon when I arrived about 2:00 and everybody including Lori (the owner) seemed glad to see me. Joe Turley and I too...
Author's Note: This is a story I wrote a few years ago. It's a very short series, only a few parts so it should hopefully keep Renascence readers occupied while I work out that final chapter. Special thanks to Melanie R. for her insurance advice, Dr. K. Wright for answering all of my medical questions, and Laura(Lun) for being my loyal beta. Hope you al...
Finally a Princess (Part 4) Part 4 of a Disney loving crossdresser who has come out to his wife on a Disney Cruise. With a lot of help, and some Pixie Dust, dreams do come true. For the third morning in a row I woke up and saw just a little light streaming into our stateroom. My wife Sarah was sleeping on the bed and I could hear her lightly snoring. One...
Emmie smiled and leaned over Luke to give him a quick, soft kiss on the cheek. She gazed down at him for a few minutes before pulling away to rise from the bed. She didn't want to leave him but she knew that she had to if she planned to get anything done at all that day. She still could not believe the day that they had spent in bed. She had never in her lif...
This side story is very 'action' heavy, compared to all the other chapters. It felt a little bit immature in a 'grab as many groceries as you can in 60 seconds' sorta way, but I just really wanted to do a piece set on the post-virus education system. It's also the first time that we have a black, male main character. As always, leave as much feedback as pos...
What in the world had she gotten herself into? Becky had warned her that this was going to be a "special" Christmas party, but Leslie Chandler didn't really know what to expect. From the sudden sexual tension in the room, she was afraid she knew where things might be heading. She wasn't sure if she should stay seated or run. When she'd received her invitatio...
Authors Note: Thank you once again to everyone who leaves comments and feedback on my writing, it is much appreciated. Thank you very much to Aisielynn who continues to my second set of eyes, she is a great friend to help me out so much. Thank you also to Margret who also looked over this chapter for me. I hope I manage to surprise some of you as we near the...