Dizzy swarms of sleet sliced his face in a thousand, icy stars, obscuring Davin's sight. Had he passed the cabin? Pulling his jacket tighter, he heard it -- a discordant clatter of glae-whipped patio chimes. Boots crushed a path toward chaotic tinkling. Droplets of ice clung to his hair and eye-brows. Under the thick layers, the toe of his Danner boots trip...
All for Winter When I finally filled the glass to the five ounce line (I actually had a bit more cum in my mouth and it overflowed onto the small shelf the glass sat on) a small flap opened up and the cup was snatched up and replaced by an empty one. I heard the lock on the door click and I opened it as quickly as I could. Just before I stepped through I lo...
I am making this up as I go. I hope you enjoy! P.S. My apologies for the awkward writing style. I am still incredibly new to this smut thing. ***** Part 2 - Passion Rising The fall months slowly turned into winter, and Victoria's visits to the graveyard become more and more sparse. They had warned her that they would not be able to leave the ground durin...
"Listen up people; I know you all are ready to leave for Christmas, I'm sorry I mean Winter break but I have a special assignment to be completed upon your return to class. I want you all to select someone and then see what you can do to give this person a mental health makeover so to speak. I expect this to be a real person and I expect this person to be be...
Adam Winter scolded himself for not paying attention to Victoria Lovelace sooner. He should've known that someone so quiet would've had worlds to hide. When she walked in the first day of their Introduction to Creative Writing class, she wore a hoodie and sweats. She introduced herself quietly, murmuring a brief "Victoria Lovelace" and her major before passi...
LXXXIXWarMark & Molly2076 This wasn't the first time that Mark and Molly had sat together on the sofa transfixed by the vision of a huge slowly growing and self-enveloping luminescent cloud tumbling ever upwards into the sky into the now familiar shape of a mushroom. This wasn't even the first time that the couple had watched the image of exactly the sa...
Her name was Yelena Podrova and she lived alone. The first snows had come early that year. She knew this would mean suffering. The villagers were unprepared for such an early onset of winter. The late crop of beets was ruined by frost and animal fodder was in short supply. It was going to be a ‘seven-coat winter’. Of course the war made things worse. Many of...
My earliest memories of May are blurred by time but she had always been exceptionally kind to me and I felt as if I was her favorite. She always had a special word or a sweet for me whenever we met. I knew the others did not get such special treatment. I had been feeling increasingly out of sorts for some time and May soothed me with a soft word and her han...
After the divorce, I was unsure of what to do. I had my high-paying job, but without my family, and specifically without my daughter, I found no pleasure in the job. I had made my money already, and still had plenty left even after the divorce (thank goodness for prenuptial agreements), so I did not need to worry about having enough money to survive. Ever...
The de Winter's Tale. Copyright © Naoko Smith 2015 Many thanks to Sara, curl4ever and Oggbashan for beta reading and giving me their insights into this story. It was the best job in the world! To start with, the pool belonged to Jeff Somers -- the millionaire writer who created the Dara Cruft character. Carl had of course grown up playing the spin-off...