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The door slammed shut behind Emma, the lock sliding quickly into place. She was trapped, thrown down into the darkness and left to rot away or so she hoped. The alternative tore at her sanity and drag


sex   vampire's   slave   the  

1. A young woman was walking in a very peculiar manner down the sidewalk next to the university in the little city of Carrington. She looked like most normal tweens: her ashen blonde hair was firmly t


witch   carrington   the  

We've come to the end of Jake and Owen's story; however, because I am self-indulgent there will be the first chapter as re-told by Owen so that people can get a better handle on why Owen does what he


hooking   hockey   player   the  

The closing chapter, kinda long with but all the love-making that was missing in the last chapter... ***** I arrived at Stowmarket Police Station as the place was coming to life, and my concerns were


big   brother   the   hole  

A/N Ok, so this chapter is really long and there is no sex in it. It sets things up a bit. This story is something a bit experimental. Don't know what I'm doing, just enjoy writing it. ***** THEN Jaan


the   knowing  

Crocodiles devoured six critics of the regime overnight. But the news barely moved the morning price of commodities from the Ivory Coast. Cocoa was unchanged, and coffee was slightly up. Vietnam, Tanz


year   cheetah   the  

Author's note: This probably-final episode of an extended romantic memoir is probably fictional. All sexual acts involve humans of age 18+. Views expressed are not necessarily the author's. For reader


book   out   the   eating  

I let out a frustrated grunt as I left the building and made my way across campus to my next class. I really wasn't lying about being nearly late for class as I headed inside of the classroom. Everyon


love   the   professor  

Chapter 02: Uncle Bill and Kate Authors note: This story is a continuation of a previous story entitled ""Uncle" Bill the mentor". Although it can be read independently, I'd suggest reading the first


bill   "uncle"   mentor   the  

Friday I was standing in the arrivals hall at Heathrow Terminal 3 waiting for Claire's plane to land, and so thrilled that we were about to meet face to face for the first time. We got to know each ot


visit   friday   the  

This is Part TWO of the Beach House story -- The first part was written back in 2010 but I had a request for more, so here's a little more. Thanks for the feedback! ***** I peeled off the ruin of my w


beach   house   the  

Though this is written in the first person it is not autobiographical. All characters and events are fictional, and bear no relation to any person living or dead. It is a long slow story, be warned! I


beware   roasburies!   the  

First of all, this is way different than any story I have previously written so please be warned. Please enjoy my submission for the Halloween Contest. It was inspired by many sources, from Edgar Alle


vanishing   the   karina  

Lori made her way along Main Street, enjoying the Christmas music and festive air. Dark green wreaths with colored lights hung from streetlamps and store windows held displays of red, green and silver


going   home   for   the   holidays  

Party - Dec 19, 2015 Vans thought she would really enjoy going to Travis' holiday party at the Adler Enterprises swanky house in Tiburon. She had a dress that cost more than her first car and that did


paying   the   dragon's   price  

Author's note: This is a VERY long story. Over 31,000 words long. It's not some silly piece of stroke material (although, yes, there IS sex in it). It's a love story, of sorts. If themes of incest and


falls   apple   near   the  

This storyline has become a favourite of mine. If your comments are any indication, you, the readers, have enjoyed it as well. So, Samantha and Alex are back for round three. I hope you like this one,


train   the  

I felt the wine swimming in my head, sloshing about like waves as I took another sip of rose. The girl opposite me was smiling, her eyes shining in the light of the candle that was dripping its wax on


one   the   exception  

Author's Note: It's here! For those of you just tuning in, I highly recommend reading at least the previous chapter before jumping into this one. As always, don't be shy to send some feedback :) Thank


falling   time   for   the   first  

The day started off normal enough. Well, normal enough for Melissa Holbrook, if for no one else, including Michael Edward Deford, her riding buddy. Suddenly she stopped peddling, jumped off her bike a


rain   rhapsody   the  

The Marquess of Ravenswood hated dramatics. He also loathed crowds, prying eyes, and London. Yet, there he sat, in the very back row of what was surely the most infamous, crowded event in the city's h


mistress   auction   the  

I loved her. She was my Bunny, my fuck bunny, my partner in crime, my companion. There is not a day I don't think about her. I miss her humor and wit, and the honesty with which she spoke; I can still


rider   bunny   and   the   love   lone  

I awoke to a throbbing headache. Every heartbeat was an explosion of pain. It took all the strength I had just to sit up. My head spun for a second before I allowed my eyes to flutter open. Tears blur


boss   the  

Author's Note: Hello dear reader, I'd just like to let you know that this is a long piece which charts the beginnings of a gradual and somewhat tentative romance between two women of very different ba


after   rise   the   fall  

Author's Note: This story is a continuation of a story from several years back, "Reflections from the Snow." That story was conceived as a freestanding work. Yet, like the story's hero, I have been un


reflections   from   the   snow  

A cup of mint tea did nothing to lift my mood. I was trying really hard to get things into context, and having found one girl that killed herself down here and another that had come close I had to sta


big   brother   the   hole  

Chapter 1: The conductor tapped his baton. "A little less from the second bass, please." He glanced at Mark, and the boy gave a nervous smile. Mark had a rich deep bass baritone voice and a keen ear f


thread   that   binds   the  

Authors Note: I started with an idea that I reached quickly in the first page or so. Then I let the story take me on a journey. Hopefully you enjoy the ride. ***** I dislike puddle jumpers. Unfortunat


mountain   the  

Hey Folks, I took some time off to enjoy part of the summer. My beautiful wife and I, loaded up two of our favorite Mustangs (My Boss 302 and my Yellow 06 GT) and we took several really fun road trips


living   with   lie   the  

Strictly fiction. Many thanks to my editor "Wicked Inside". ***** Bright light was pushing its way around the edges of the wooden blinds. I could feel that it was probably time to get up, so I slipped


holiday   riviera   spanish   the  

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