Dear lord, why am I always besieged by idiots? That's the question I often ask myself these days. Seriously. As the leader of the Pack, I've made numerous sacrifices for the well-being of those who depend on me. It seems that lately, all we do is fighting. The internecine wars between rival Packs have claimed many lives. I seriously wish my people would stop...
If I go crazy will you still call me your superwoman? That's the question I ask myself as I look into the face of my beloved Marcel as he sleeps. To say that my lover, Marcel "Thad" Thaddeus and I come from different worlds would be an understatement. As I look at my gorgeous Jamaican stud while he sleeps in our bed, I wonder how he's going to react to my la...
The man looked out the window as the once foreign landscape reeled away below; he looked down on the browns and greens of India as a scientist might examine an amoeba through a microscope. Mere professional interest held his mind's eye, like looking upon something once a source of intense curiosity, harkening to a world full of countless wonders that might c...
Life can certainly be a lot of fun for men and women everywhere if they allow inhibitions to drop. American men and women especially. I feel bad for those people sometimes. They're at war with each other and the rest of the world instead of celebrating peace and love like they're supposed to. No wonder Americans have more crime than any other place on the pl...
The night is warm and dank as I lay sweating in my bed. My naked body is plastered to the sheet beneath me while over me lies the lightest of coverlets but this is still too much for this steamy spell of weather that is tormenting me. I gaze at the glowing readout of my bedside clock. Two a.m. and sleep continues to elude me. Turning my pillow in an attempt...
This is a difficult story for me to tell. It's the story of how I grew up with fundamentalist religious parents and how I use to injure myself. You may have seen stories on TV about the Amish and that sort of thing, where people live without tv, without radio or newspapers, in fact without any contact with the outside world. That was us, except we didn't...
It was all planned. I had met her via the Internet. Her name was Bianca and we had never met in person until today, but I had seen her picture, and she was beautiful. A young woman of 18, she had a slim small figure, cute breasts, a tight ass, shoulder length straight light brown hair that turned up at the end, and a soft face with eyes that seduced you with...
Prologue Ceara frantically ran through the night. It was pitch black. The only light was coming from the fire that burned her house. The flames rose higher and higher. Her lover was caught inside. She ached all over; her arms and legs were burned badly. Blisters had formed on her feet and yet, she still kept running. She had to get help. It was the night...
The Knight, from the novel ‘War of the Walkers’ A slow, steady alarm could be heard throughout the complex and the red flashing lights sensors warned every person that the jump team was ready to report to the laboratory sub station immediately. The scramble was chaotic. Meals were deserted, sleep was interrupted, and conversations ceased without proper end...
Isn't it weird how a single moment can change your life? How one chance encounter can send you hurtling down a road you never saw coming. How one wave, or wink, or smile, or shy 'hello' can turn your world on its head, be it for better, or for worse. One moment you think you know exactly who you are, what you like, what you don't. You think life is sorted,...