Romance - Page 163

Me and Kayla Kayla and I always had a rocky relationship, since she became my brother's best friend when we were both ten. We were friends, I suppose, but we constantly argued and insulted each other. But one thing was certain; we both had enormous crushes on each other

I find myself swimming through a mist-filled lake suddenly…not really remembering how I got there, to this place of magic and mystery…green streamers of moss and old branches, writing the stories of their once beautiful blooming flowers on the warm, clear water

Immanuel Calley wandered through the now dimming streets of Southwark (South London) to his destination. His young mistress, a 20 year old named Besany, would be waiting for him and he would have to be back at work in one and a half hours

To Catch a Playa This is my fourth story. Comments are very much appreciated for this one as well as the other three

Jessica always loved the idea of a small town. Growing up in LA, she learned quickly that she wasn't the big city type at all. As soon as she was of legal age, she moved out of her parents house

“Hox” River was lying on top of his covers naked with his door closed. This morning had been the last day of high school, ever, and he was celebrating by himself by jerking off

The Wrath of Gaia pt 6 So I have been thinking about this for a while now, but I feel like you all should deserve a say in it seeing as it effects you all just as much as myself. I know the main complaint about my story so far is that I just don't write enough

You hold your sword with both hands to pass the idea of strengththis is what I was told ever since I was youngthe fact isyou can't be strong all the time It've sure been a while..

My plane landed at the airport right on time, and sister Beth was there to pick me up. We had a nice brother sister chat on the way home. I told her everything that happened out west, but omitted my sexual encounters with Shannon

After The Santa Barbara Tournament After we got home I went straight to bed. The next few days were a complete blur. I was suspended for the next 4 games and from going to school for 5 days, and no practice. Well, for just the 5 days

On my birthday, she wasn't there. Maybe she had a late day at work But then she didn't come home at all. Its been almost two years since I last saw Salem. My name is Justin Teller, I'm the greatest punk Guitarist for the best Punk Revival Band of our time Fatal Flaw

Chapter One I had moved to a house just three blocks off of the Pacific Ocean. At the end of the cul-de-sac, a trail led downward to the edge of a cliff overlooking the water

Part 9: I had to hand it to Elise, she definitely worked hard. There were ten of us sitting around the dinner table with various dishes set out, from meatloaf to tuna casserole

My body began to stir, piece by piece, my brain was throwing back on all the switches, though it was my ears that came on first, and this is what I heard: “..

It was a avarage day nothing out of the ordanary. I woke up around 5 am and had to use the restroom just like anyother morning my step mom would just be getting up and around.she is one of those woman that take 2 hours to get ready

“Driving Miss Daisy” >>>>>> I first met Daisy while a graduate student in college. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that she met me as she was the dominant driving force through most of our relationship

FIRST OF ALL-Sorry for being months behind guys. I’ve had my senior year being a hassle for me. Not to mention college applications and university tours around the country

The Chauffeur (#12) ….LA By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2018 CHAPTER 1 The flight back to LA was uneventful. We flew to Reno dropping off Roger Johnson, to coordinate things between the Pinetree and local law enforcement. From there, we flew back to LA

Prologue Getting old is never fun, especially when you’re a woman. Men get more distinguished. Women just get old. At least most women do. I am one of the lucky few that fall into the MILF category. When I first heard the term I was outraged. Now I relish being referred to as such

I made this story for someone who requested a 'emotional' story. Failing that, I came up with this. this is an adaptation of a work by Koyaanisqatsi. The last paragraph won't be understood unless you read The Champion's Companion Ch.10 at the very least