Reluctance - Page 44

An older story I recently rediscovered. Ensnared by Lord Deptford’s daughter

Young Adaline always acted mature for her age. She always appeared older than she actually was. She was an only child, the apple of her father's eye, and could do no wrong. Incredibly smart and confident, even in her young teens she was fully aware she turned heads everywhere she went

Making The Grade by LindsayO© I have brought this story over from another siteenjoy! Sitting at her desk in the back row of her Advanced Calculus class, Hilary is hiding behind her text book and a bottle of Iced Tea nail polish

CHAPTER SIX: On the King's Road, en route to King's Landing Sansa Stark was having absolutely the best day of her life

(This is my first story. The ideas I have are a mixture of my fantasies and things that have happened to me. I plan to write more if people like them

It was two years after the boys had graduated high school. Chris was in his second year at University for Stage management and Jacob was doing a carpentry apprenticeship. The University Chris was at had weird hours and lectures usually ran into the night

Want to stay ahead on the story? Head over to Its always a chapter ahead. ---------- A few hours had passed since I left her downstairs

Note: Just a reminder that this is a fictional story and “it’s not real”. The story may get dark for some to handle so read at your own discretion. “Sam waitdon’t touch them.” “But we have to help them” “I know, let me do it.” I said to Sam

Getting even. Her silky white blouse came away in a shower of broken cotton, tearing easily across the front shedding buttons as I grasped it firmly and pulled, to reveal her red brassiere and her softly swelling breasts

It was the Spring Quarter of my Freshmen year of college at a very academically prestigious school. I was studying for my Biology degree, coming to the end of my first year. Usually this is the time when people go out, have fun, and have sex, but I was having none of those things

The year was 1725 and I was a young woman of my father's household, bound to sea in the following week to travel across the North Atlantic and into the Caribbean where my father had purchased a small amount of land for a new plantation that would secure the family's wealth

I had just moved to Atlanta and also just started working at a new job. I knew no one and the studio apartment that I lived in was not in a very good area, so when a salesman in my new office suggested he come by my apartment for a drink I never thought it out of the ordinary

I hadn’t seen either of them in over a month. Time was never on my side and maybe I didn’t deserve it after the things I had done, and the things I still planned to do. Fate finally came knocking on a fateful Friday evening when I was invited over for a friend’s birthday

I sat on my bed, holding my phone, when I threw it across the room. THUNK When it hit the wall a shard of glass bounced back and sliced my foot "SHIT, AHH GOD THAT HURTS!" "TIA IM GOING TO THE STORE TO BUY SOME.TOYS." I shivered. I hated when my dad bought toys

The setting A country mansion in Devon England the1840s I remember it well. It was a bright summer morning