Sorry I've been bad about updating! I'm submitting the rest of Princess, and then another short story about a sexy encounter with a vampire. * * * * * * * * * Rosalind had been depressed lately. The Marechal took advantage of the chaos of the impeding nuptials, stuffed a coach full of champagne and roses, and kidnapped her for the afternoon. She laughed u...
Hi all! I have returned in the season of pumpkin spice, renewed and invigorated! Are you a new reader? You're going to be confused, because this chapter is the beginning of the end of Book Four of HFHM. So much shit is about to happen, and I'm a slow-burn kind of writer, but hey, be my guest and dive in. Returning readers, this is it! What has the shadow b...
It wasn't at all like Nancy Cooper. The kids had grown, her husband, a career Marine Officer, had been gone overseas only a week for what could be more than a year. She liked to dress well. Today was an expensive fashion brand blouse and a just above the knee fashion brand billowing skirt. The two inch heels on the three hundred shoes accented the shape of h...
This is a fictional account with everyone over eighteen. * I woke early, with the spring sun streaming in the back window of my room. I didn't rise right away, but couldn't sleep either, as thoughts of Anna constantly invaded my mind. The result was a stiffness I wanted desperately to stroke, but decided to save every ounce of my strength for what I hoped...
The wind blew through Jeff Emerson shaggy hair as he rode in the back of the old pickup truck. The scenery was beautiful, but lost in thought, Jeff didn’t notice. He wondered how he his life had gotten to this point. He looked like a bum down on his luck. Jeff had the grand total of fifty cents in his pocket, was badly in need of a bath, and needed to run...
My name is Kathy; I am 28 years old and married to a wonderful guy who is 12 years older than I am. Ken is a sales rep and he travels a lot, which means that I'm home alone a lot. Home alone is not a condition I care for so for the past two years I have been fucking around on Ken whenever he is out of town. Believe me, it is just for the sex. I am 5'6" and h...
Is life our choice, chance or merely just a coincidence? I dedicate this story to all those who love, want to be loved and cherish the idea that love never ends and is always a beginning as in the creation of life. ***** It was a beautiful summer night in Santa Monica, California. The air was clear, a vibrant turquoise blue and it was approaching dusk wit...
I'd like to thank you all for the reception this story has been given. All mistakes are mine. All people, places and institutions are made up, this story in no way reflects reality and any similarities to it are coincidental. Enjoy. ***** Sarah was still in her room when I went back in, so I tossed myself down in my favorite chair. I'd spent an hour in the...
***************************** This is an original story written by me. It has been revised and almost totally rewritten from the first version titled "Sarah's Revenge". I hope you enjoy it as much if not more than the previous version. I also want to take this opportunity to thank my new editor "LarryinSeattle". Without his input and insight this story nev...
It was nearing the hour of six when Eric left his office for the day and began hurrying to get home. Along the way he stopped first at a gift shop to pick a bottle of red wine, along with a dozen white roses. Then he stopped at a movie shop and bought the movie Australia, as Shanice had opened up to him of her love for Huge Jackman's movies. He thought of ca...