Sitting inside the Carleton University Library, staring at her image on the screen, he felt himself moved beyond words. All semester long he had been prowling the bars, clubs, chat rooms and shopping centers of the metropolis for the right gal. Black women, White women, Hispanic women, he'd been with them all. Hell, he'd even been with a guy or two. Sex held...
Heather's eyes crinkled as she gazed down on my bemused expression. Her last words hung in the air like a grenade in my mind. Was I making a fool of myself, jumping to conclusions? I just didn't know. Then she suddenly, theatrically, brushed the back of her hand across her forehead. "Suffering catfish it's going to be a hot day." She lowered her hand to pu...
It had been a wonderful evening and as I slowly pulled my screen door open I knew the night was about to get even better. Fumbling a bit with my keys, I finally found the correct key and nervously slid it into the front door lock. I had to jiggle the key a bit to get it to work in the ancient lock, but it finally unlocked so I pushed the door open, stepped b...
The sun rose over the horizon, and I closed my eyes. Normally, this would mean it's time to sleep. However, with ash clouds blotting out much of the sun, a perpetual gloom hangs over Boston's battered skyline today. This means I can still go hunting. Last night I fed, draining a young White Muslim female spy of her blood. It's morning and I'm still hungry. A...
"I sense a man!" Dalinda thought to herself. "I sense a real man!" This was, of course, impossible. On the space colony Iberium, that orbited Titan in the cold darkness of space, there were no men, only Vampires like Dalinda. You see, Iberium is a safe haven for Vampires. No human has ever set foot here. Only one thing could explain her feelings: they were,...
She had slept almost the entire day away, yet Marissa was still weary to the very core. It didn't help that the late afternoon had found that damnable Isolde rousing her from bed, and handing her yet another task that she wasn't entirely sure could be managed. Whatever fleeting good will the discovery of Marissa's powers had earned from the woman had faded d...
Chapter 15 -- Butterfly Effects **Characters and text are protected under copyright law "Run, run, run!" Butterfly squealed, twisting her body as she worked the controller, as if that would somehow have an effect on what her on-screen character did in the game. Chloe and Mittens laughed raucously at her antics, both working their own controllers vigorously...
*This story is written by Dice Casden and Kristi as apart of our D&K Universe Collection* * On August 13, 2011 at the WWE SummerSlam Kickoff Party at the Andaz Hotel in Los Angeles, California, Maryse, wearing a stunning black dress, is talking with actor Kellan Lutz, wearing a brown leather jacket, black shirt and pants. "Yeah... I'm going be in part of t...
My thanks to PF for his editing handiwork *Imagine a life without Love; no Hate, Pride, or Passion* (There is a great deal of violence in this tale but I promise it will make sense before we are done. The 'hero' is no Conan the Barbarian -- normally. Slapping girls and woman is very abnormal but I hope understanding will come) "Hey Sally," I caught Sally...
The hour was twilight on an old cobblestone street somewhere on the outskirts of Paris. Though old, businesses still thrived and shopkeepers signs could be seen wobbling ever so gently in the breeze by the old chains that promised to support them for years to come. There were a few stragglers, last-minute shoppers, and brave tourists still wandering about,...