I hate my hometown. Some people say they are from a one horse town? Mine is a half ass village. I mean, technically it's a city, with a population of over 13 thousand. However, it's one of those cities where everyone knows everyone, is possibly related, and once a rumour starts you will never live it down. And here I am, back after 10 years away. Kids tod...
I woke up alone, after spending the first night in "our" apartment. Thank god it was the weekend. I smelled freshly brewed coffee, which is one of the best smells ever. I walked out into the kitchen. I was still in the buff, and I was happy to see that Hope was also. She was between the dining room and living room, buck naked, on a mat doing yoga. "Good mor...
Author's Note: - there was a character in the previous chapter called Jane who was working in Tina's company, I realized this was too confusing because of the main character Dr Jane and so I've changed the name from Jane to Monica. I apologize for the delay in getting this chapter out and hope to have more chapters completed sooner. ***** Staci rang and sa...
Disclaimer: I do not own Arrow, The Flash or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Hello Caity." Sara beamed as she opened the door to find a blushing Caitlin Snow on the other side. "H, hi." Caitlin greeted awkwardly. "Please come in. We've been expecting you." Sara revealed as she stood aside and allowed...
Prologue The world is gone, devastated by a mutated strain of the Common Cold that has wiped out approximately 78% of the world's population. Few survived, and those who did have a new world to contend with. Law and Order has collapsed, governments have fallen, and survivors band together for their survival. Race, Ethnicity and Faith are no longer barriers...
It started on a mate's stag night/bachelor party, - whatever you know a bloke's traditional booze-up before his wedding as. A crowd of us hit the town, crawled the bars and eventually ended up at a lapdancing club, ahem, as you do. . . A good time was had by all, plenty of dances were bought, and the general agreement was what goes on the stag, stays on the...
When I returned home, Lyndsay took it easy on me for the first few days. Julie has missed me and wanted to spend time with her best friend. We reconnected by swimming laps in the pool, watching television together, chatting endlessly, going window shopping and of course having shower sex, which now seems to be Julie's favorite way to achieve orgasm. On my...
This is part 3 of a ten part novel. I am doing my best to correct the grammar and punctuation. I am honestly trying to do better and give you a story you can enjoy the read and bypass some of the mistakes. I enjoy writing and hope you find enjoyment out of the reading of my stories. ***** Chapter 12 It was check out time, so we gathered our stuff and with...
You Wandered Down the Lane If there's a theme here, it's this: There's no longer an expectation of privacy because technology, and there's no longer an expectation of fidelity because boredom. Honesty compels me to caution potential readers: —There's an instance of literary theft. Mea culpa. —Where there's too much detail, I was trying to forestall compl...
Rani's note: My husband's story is true as he knew it. When I was twenty-two, after one of his visits to do business with my Father, I could stand it no longer, and decided I must catch him for my husband. I bought a potion from the village chemist to put into his food, that caused his illness, and thus forced him to stay many days at our family home. It fri...