Romance - Page 157

I'll allow comments on this one. Let me know what you think of the story. CHAPTER 10 As usual, we spent Christmas with my family. Pru called for a family meeting on Christmas Eve. She spoke from the center of the floor one everyone was seated

Ch. 11 song titles Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring (Bach) Prince of Denmark’s March (Clarke) Wedding March (Mendelssohn) Heartbeat (Carrie Underwood) An Unforgettable Melody Ch

Before i start my story i would like to introduce the main people because i feel that describing people during the story disrupts the flow me: jason b im 22 years old, 6 ft tall, muddy brown hair, average build not too skinny or fat

Dear Reader, hopefully you will enjoy my story. If you like this, then please read my others I am happy to receive comments and PMs. I welcome constructive criticism. Thanks to Mfan and others for helping proof read

Author’s Note: If you are looking to read a story where a white girl has sex with a black man and became a black cock queen, then you might not want to read this one

After I came, she collapsed onto the bed next to me. We talked for a bit, things like how that wasn't her first time and how I was good for a newbie

My most famous story is back! (I always thought it was Light of Hellfire) I'm currently working on building this story into a four-part book series, and while it will take years for it to be completed, I have updated the writing and even added some new content to this version

This story is far from over as long as you guys want to hear how it ends. I know many of you are upset with me for the way the last part ended but that is just how the story was meant to go. I have predetermined how it will go and I can't please everyone

////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// One day, Ricky's stomach was bothering him. He took a bromide. He was wearing a sparkly red brassiere

Have you ever been standing at the sink wishing that someone would come up behind you and that their need for you would be so evident that you'd want nothing more than to give in? Only to have them torture you, play with you, until you feel as if you're going to burst? If so, read on

Prologue: The twin glass doors silently parted from each other as a silent woman walked through them. Wearing black clothing; from undershirt, pants, jacket- even belt- the silent stature moved itself to stand in front of the widely-spaced desk

Lindsey chapter thirteen The following morning Lindsey woke up having not moved from laying over my chest. She looked up at me lovingly and said, “I missed you so much.” I told her I loved her and asked if she was ready for breakfast

Fear, Solitude, Hate, Ignorance, Vanity, Selfishness, Despair and most of all Darkness. These were the things that made up Apocalymon’s life. He floated among the cosmos but was unable to appreciate it’s beauty. He was trapped in a cube that made his prison

In the fire light she danced as the flame, spinning countlessly into the cold brisk night air. Damien gazed upon her bronze skin and watched her long dark hair flow behind her

Sturing the pot of chocolate again so it doesn't clump I lay out the strawberries and the pineapple, to be dipped and eaten later tonight. The house has been cleaned and I had a couple of bags of rose petals make a small trail to the bedroom