Disclaimer: I do not own Agents of SHIELD or Avengers: Age of Ultron or anything to do with Marvel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "So, do you want to come in and, talk?" Natasha Romanoff took a deep sigh and hang her head as those words echoed in her mind. She missed the old days, were it was always easy to track someone fr...
Author's note: This story takes place shortly before Captain America 2. ***** If Maria Hill had wanted a simple and easy life she wouldn't have joined SHIELD, or worked so hard to reach the position of Deputy Director at a record-breakingly young age, and she certainly wouldn't have been so hands-on when she reached such a position of power. Of course sh...
Aaron watched as Minerva got out of her car and stretched before grabbing her purse from the front seat of the car. Too late, he hoped that there were no brats and that she was a quiet person, he had heard more than enough noise on the battlefields. As she took her suitcase from the car Aaron wondered about her husband. What kind of man would allow his woman...
The widow lived across the road. She didn't fit the image. She was my age, smart, kept herself trim. She had a pleasant but not overly exciting figure, the sort that left you wondering what it looked like naked. She was vivacious, lively, had a smile which lit everything up and she had never remarried. It didn't appear to be for want of suitor's - there wasn...
Mikey Franchetti felt like had just won the lottery, dodged a bullet, and been struck by lightning all in the same day. He was sitting in the back of a brand new Cadillac Coupe, series 62, riding through the Los Angeles night towards the Sunset Strip. The suit he was wearing felt just like a second skin, which shouldn't be surprising - it was brand new and t...
Sharon Carter tried not to react when she found The Black Widow Natasha Romanoff casually stretched out on her bed, but despite all her training she couldn't stop jumping a little. After all, she had got home almost an hour ago, had dinner and watched TV without hearing a peep or noticing anything out of place, meaning that the deadly assassin had broken int...
FOREST: PART I SweetNothingsAndBeyond ****** Author's Note: The story is based in Bhubaneswar, Odisha, in the East-Coast of India. So the developments are purely as per the locational values and cultural melee of this particular area. Please gel with the socio-cultural perspective of the place and enjoy the story... ****** Forest: Bhitarkanika Nation...
Lis: a story conceived while preparing to plant a crop. THIS STORY CONTAINS MILD BONDAGE AND VERY MILD FLAGELLATION enjoy H "Today is the day Alan" Lis says waking me. It is still dark and I am tired from yesterdays long day in the tractor. "What" I mumble not having a clue what Lis is on about. "A baby silly, today we make a baby" "Lis we discussed...
Author's Note: Thanks to Tom Collins and Lordmikel for helping with editing this story and other suggestions. I hope you enjoy the variety and as always comments are encouraged and enjoyed. ~ Red Betty stood looking out at the group of Senior Scouts. She sighed. How had they gotten to this point? How had they gone from the leading troop in cookie sales to t...
Tom inherited the Fisherman's Point cottage from Polly, his great aunt. At the time, Tom and Karen were living in a small garden flat in Shepherd's Bush. Karen was working as a marketing executive for a package holiday company. Tom was working as a freelance journalist, although what he really wanted to do was try his hand at writing a novel. The cottage wa...