This is it, the chapter that will (hopefully) stop confusing the absolute hell out of everyone! I agree with you all, the last chapter was very confusing, but as it was written in first person, I figured it would be best to feel like you were literally in her shoes (which is not always desirable). Also, before people start asking, 'ocella' is a Latin derive...
I live in an apartment right above this little factory that turns old clothes into rags for the metal-finishing trade. It's in Bridgetown, a run-down industrial part of the city that most businesses fled long ago, mainly because it sits in the shadow of one of the worst gang-infested housing projects in the city. Or did. The projects are gone now, torn down...
A/N: You rock! Thank you for the continuing support and feedback for heaven. I want to have two more chapters next month and then I think I want to write a sex scene a day to celebrate my birthday month in September. Here's hoping. :-) Special thanks to Animefreak9872 for motivating me in the final hour. Enjoy. ***** We do not exist in, any other instanc...
Devon's power surrounded him. Above them twisted what literally looked like a black hole within a tunnel of light. The swirling funnel mesmerized Lucien. He wanted to touch it. What would be on the other side? Don't—Devon's voice, accompanied by a thousand others whispered in his mind. He looked at his brother, a being of pure light, the only slightly dist...
"I really need to get back to the station." Kirstin re-iterated as she walked up the steps to Sakeena's house. "Yeah but you need pants first, unless you want to go to work in your tightey whities." The joke made Kirstin's fists tighten, another knock on her sense of pride. It was true she did feel incomplete, even with Sakeena's coat acting as a skirt. "O...
"Get off, I was here first!" "So what? I'm his slave! His sexslave! That means I should be the one to pleasure him!" "It does not! It just means he tells you what to do. In fact, why don't you just go make breakfast or something? Be a good little housewife, while the young ones have some fun?" "Oh, you bitch! I bet you don't even know how to give a good b...
GirlySmile wanted to write a Spider-Man centered story, and asked me if she could compile some of the scenes of my previous stories as an initial setup for her series, and if I could help her write the final text. At first, I was reluctant, but, in time, I grew fond of the refactoring idea. By using the best elements of some already publish texts, it was po...
I had never paid much attention to Jessica, my next-door neighbor, during high school. First, she was three years younger than me, so growing up we never really hung out, and then in school we never had class together. Second, we just ran in very different circles anyway. Jessica had always been an athlete, swimming and track, while I had been focused on sch...
NB: Sorry this took a bit longer to post! It's quite content laden so it took me awhile to write. I know some of you have been asking me what a Hunter is... so I have given more info in this chapter to aid your understanding. Thank you all for the comments and suggestions. I did take them into consideration and I hope you all like this chapter! *** Anya h...
When morning arrived, Jen jumped out of bed, giddy with excitement. Her trip to Brazil started as another boring business trip accompanying her husband, but had taken an unimaginable turn. The trip was now the most exciting ever. Jen was still full of electricity from the fucking Pablo and John had given her last night. Jen was still in disbelief how good Pa...