Author's notes- I genuinely apologize to anyone who was traumatized by the last chapter. I sort of have a twisted mind, and tend to write things that are pretty dark...I tried to use more foreboding tags this time! But just as a general warning- this is not a lighthearted story or a romance. It's basically science fiction/horror with a lot of deviant, someti...
Dear Readers, Finally finished the last chapter of Emma's story. Hope you like it! Don't forget to vote :) ~~~~~~~~ George kept me company that night while I sat and felt sorry for myself. I didn't know what else to do. We had something really good, and I had thought that I trusted him, but I had sabotaged myself. If I couldn't let myself trust in some...
About three weeks had passed since the note from Shelley. In an effort to improve my skills at cutting hair, I decided to attend a weekend training class at the local barber school in Los Angeles. The training was scheduled to begin at 4:00pm on Saturday. The participants were booked into the local Howard Johnson's Motor Lodge since the classes went until 10...
Ian Jackson swatted the last goblin-thing with his sword. It hit the ground, disappeared, the victory music played, and then Jackson was back in the stone corridor. The monsters left behind thirty-one pieces of gold. Supposedly. Jackson never saw it. He never did. The gold was always transferred automatically to his inventory. Currently he was carrying 1,9...
I'd met Donna a few years prior when my now ex-wife and I were at a swingers party. She'd gone into a room with my wife so that they could play, and I was invited in to join them. We had a fun time, and after that Donna and I had more and more fun at the regular parties. After a while she started coming over to my apartment for the weekend, and we had incred...
Devon was a vivacious, energetic traveler, hell bent on seeing as much of the world before she was willing to settle down. Having grown up in an orphanage she'd never gotten to see anything beyond the couple of trips her schools took her on. The only escape she had was watching the Discovery Channel and seeing all of the exotic locations that the hosts trave...
This story is sort of a continuation of the story, "After the Storm." You don't need to read that story to understand this story. This just uses the same characters. **** Usually, I get home before Katy does. But that day, she was waiting for me with a big grin on her face. "Hi, Babe! What are you doing home?" I asked. I must admit, she looked fine in her...
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for my husband... a real life Joe... just without the tractor... I woke to the smell of bacon frying and for a brief moment, wondered if I were still dreaming. But when I turned my head my eyes fell on the large indent in the pillow next to mine. The earthy scent Joe carried everywhere lingered to greet me. I jolted at the memory of waking up in the middle...
I recently had an experience so strange and so amazing that I feel compelled to share it. I am Brittni, a typical Cali girl who is 5'6, 120 pounds with sandy blonde hair, hazel eyes, small C breasts and a pharmacy school student who had just finished my third year when this happened. At 24 years old, I have had several boyfriends in my day but have settled o...