Romance - Page 25

Daddies Girls Well to start with I am 40years old, I have been a widower for the last 5 years, my wife dying in a car accident. My parents are dead and all I have left is 1 child my lovely daughter and my sister and her two children

I shouldered my duffel and exited the plane into the crowded, bustling airport. I followed the signs to baggage claim, weaving in and out of the throng. Finally, I reached it and, above the crowd, spotted my dad

"So it's a done deal right? No going back!", I said to Steffan. Steffan and I had drifted apart through the years. He was my second cousin who I used to prefer playing in family gatherings when we were younger. "Yes, meet you up at nine a.m. sharp", he said in his smooth voice

I hope you enjoy the next installment on this story as I certainly have enjoyed writing it. If you like it please let me know, all comments are welcome, like or dislike. I want to hear from you so I can do a better job on the next one

If you have a problem with underage or incest Please just leave the page now! If you are looking for a quick jerk, I totally understand, been there myself, but you might want to look somewhere else first. However PLEASE come back you may enjoy this story

Between the darkness of the forest and the foreboding of the house, there was a garden of extraordinary beauty. Though it had clearly been cultivated with some skill, it was not overly pruned, nor sculpted

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

“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