It had been a long day. She had gone over the inventory numbers at least 10 times until she found the mistake and corrected it. Everyone else had gone home. It was hard running an independent sporting goods store since Gander Mountain had set up shop just three miles away. She held her chin up proudly, though, reminding herself that she was making it. "I gue...
The letter had been pushed under the door, it lay ominously on top of the catalogues and other junk mail. Dark italic flowing script sliding across the envelope like it had been poured onto the paper spelling out her name. It had been a long day at work and Natasha carried the letter to the lounge, flopping onto a sofa with a glass of wine. The letter calle...
He's been under tremendous strain, lately. Work-related stuff has kept him up nights, pacing the floor. Politics and world affairs haven't done anything to ease his mind, either - if anything, all those other influences have upset him even more. When I lowered my lashes at him one evening and nodded toward our bedroom, he looked away. I went over and put my...
I had found him in the basement working that day, and I had crept down the stairs to watch as he tediously went about his mission. He was always deeply engrossed in his work, or at least so he appeared, hands deftly moving, eyes never missing a detail. He was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, and as he turned slightly to the left, I could see the outline...
This is a joint story with LillyO and myself. Please send your comments to me. On a balmy Friday night in a strange city, I was sitting at the hotel bar watching a few couples on the dance floor, gyrating to music. I was in town for an accounting. It had been a grueling week and I wanted to take a few days off and relax. I decided to wear my baby-blue thon...
We had known each other only in the written word. A world of mystery and intrique plagued us both. Our carnal cravings were irrefutable. Being open minded, free spirits we had disclosed thoughts and desires that only sworn paramours would exchange. Liaisons of the pen, only our imaginations could see the other person's face, could taste their essence, could...
London, August 1789: A mild night descended upon the square as the carriages rounded the block and deposited the well-dressed members of the court at the front of Westminster. Three sisters of marriageable age wearing bustles of varying blue shades moved quickly toward the west wing of the palace. As they passed through the crowded room filled with party-go...
Just another Friday night in New York. I clocked out of work about a half hour early, beating traffic by a good mile. After getting back to my apartment, I microwaved myself a Hot Pocket and turned on the TV. It was basketball season, but for whatever reason, I couldn't compel myself to stick to a single channel. At around 5:30, my roommates, Josh Humphrey a...
This story is entirely fictional and the product of my imagination. All characters are at least 18 years-old. This is a continuation of my New American University of Chinese Medicine series. It's not necessary to read the Intro., but you might find it interesting background. Please enjoy. On the first day of our Foundations of Chinese Medicine, Caren Mende...
Hello!! The fifth chapter is finally done!!! My super-editor HMEdits has helped me a lot!!! I want to thank him and also my readers, you've been the most supportive. Thank you for liking my work!! Enjoy!!! Marie * * * I didn't know what was going on with me. This was my fairy tale and the storm I expected was here. It had wrecked everything... maybe tha...