Chapter 11 -- A partial reprieve for Eloisa Kim spent the middle of March confronting the emotional turmoil that resulted from Cindy's trip. Without realizing what was happening until it was too late, she had long since passed a point of no return. She couldn't go back to her old life. Kim expected the first crisis from her decision to hit about 48 hours...
My apologies for the wait. I really thought I'd be able to get this done more quickly but as usual real life got in the way. Hopefully, the wait will have been worth it. I'm sure you'll let me know :-) To all those of you who've been asking for more 'Back to the Farm', I'm sorry--I know it's hard to wait. But I wanted to get Luke and Becks' story finished...
"And we return to the scene of the crime," Cecilia grumbled. "What the fuck am I doing here?" Her old Subaru crunched the gravel as she rolled alongside a 20 year old, well I used but well cared for, full size four wheel drive pickup. Cecilia had ridden in this truck at the end of her last visit. She remembered the look on Martin's face after she had asked...
There's no sex in this chapter so don't judge it purely on that. ******** The hospital was a hive of activity. Nurses and doctors flitting around from one patient to another, checking vitals, tending to problems and on the odd occasion getting a call to arms when an alarm sounded to tell them someone was drifting away from life. She really hoped Rance did...
'Y'know Mom, there's a way to conserve water and detergent, just don't wear clothes." Heath Talbot discovered his super hot landlady/ roommate in the upstairs laundry room, feeding her washing machine with skimpy underwear and thin dresses, her primary arsenal of wardrobe these days. What she called a dainty load, Heath called a Mother load. Inward thoughts...
My cries had turned to a silent agony, contorting my face as I gripped the sodden pillow. Not only had I lost my unborn child, but I also felt more alone right now than I ever had in my life. The hospital bed was horribly hard, making it impossible to sleep. Every pore of my body seemed to ache. To wail in mourning when my voice no longer could. Yet I took...
On His Terms Took a bit of a break for a few days, but I'm back. As regular readers know, cheaters in my stories generally do not fare too well. This story is somewhat different in that regard, however, the cheaters still pay a price. As always, constructive comments are always welcome and appreciated. Please refer to my profile for more on my person...
~~Jack~~ He started to get up. "Stop!" one of the hunters said. "Stop, or we'll keep shooting until you can't get up." He continued to get up, a small grin on his lips. This was going to be fun. This was going to be so much damn fun. "Shoot him," Elen said, voice cold and hard. "Don't kill him if you can help it." Well, nice to know they still wanted him...
This was my first novel, which I've dusted off after five years of neglect and presenting it to you now. There is a complicated plot involving loss of memory, innocence, guilt, deception and avoiding consequences of actions. There is basically a husband with 2 personalities and 2 loving wives; which one will win, and which f. There is a large cast too, so th...
Dominic was ushered into a well decorated hall with high domed ceilings. The room was very bright, though not naturally lit. He was more dragged than led to a girl sitting at a long table. She appeared to be moving food on the plate around, but not eating it. She glanced up with black eyes at Dominic as she took a sip out of a goblet. "What is this you bring...