Short Story

she was crying but she seemed to feel overwhelmed with her life. Her husband had come home

As she hastily made her way through the long-winded hallway, the realisation of her husband being away at war suddenly hit her. The delight evident on her face swiftly turned into an expression of extreme woe. Heartbroken by the fact that he was missing this major milestone, her eyes were a waterfall, dripped with salty tears down her

William watched Tabitha climb out of the hot tub. He took in a long, full look at her ass. She stood at the edge of the hot tub, wringing water from her ponytail. Droplets of water trickled down over Tabitha’s chest and stomach. William watched Tabitha’s body steam in the frigid air, the night’s icy fingers tickled her body, tightening her flesh and firming her nipples. She walked around the side of the hot tub and sat down next to William, dipping her feet into the water. William felt the flesh of her thigh rub against his shoulder.

She'd reacted as hoped, and when her second hand lay over his, he felt the compassion and sympathy in that touch. "Thank you, Mirella." He'd whispered, with lips trembling, before he managed to shake off the memories of his lost beloved, and continued. Pickett's gaze didn't leave the young woman's for a second, and neither did his brain stop ticking. The man was curious to see her reaction to his revelation, expecting it to be dramatic, and he wasn't in the least

“And then,” LeRoy recited, listening to Rachel’s crayon scratch along a piece of notepaper, “the beautiful princess broke free from the castle’s highest tower. The straw broke her fall, cushioning her from the cold ground, and she laughed as she realized how thoroughly her stepmother had underestimated her talent. She freed her steed from his moldy paddock and road as far away from the prison of her old home as she could. There was a prince for her to rescue and a whole world to see, and no matter where she ended up, she vowed to herself that she’d live to become happily ever after.”

Derrick had come up to her, smelling like heaven and aftershave and the top two buttons of his shirt were undone – he knew that drove her crazy. He’d whispered that she looked nice in her dress, smiled at her in that charming way and she’d gone weak at the knees, it was also late.

As Braeden turned the last corner on the way to the hospital she felt her stomach turning. She knew she was doing this for someone she loved, though she'd expressed her opinion to her brother of taking care of their mother at home many times' with no success.

I glanced at Heidi. The puffy red of her eyes told me she'd been crying for a while, probably all night, maybe even every night since he'd died. Morven could barely stand. She was held up by Heather and Liss and the constant painful frown on her face made me glance away.

She woke up before Norman but didn't regain consciousness right away. Her eyelids were heavy and refused to open even when Norma put all the strength she could muster in that act. All her senses seemed to be weakened but her survival instincts remained intact. And panic coiled in the pit of her stomach. She tried to take a deep breath, willing herself to breathe normally and not to hyperventilate, yet the air was thick around her and scratched her throat every time she tried, until she couldn't anymore. Every gulp of air she tried to aspire made her cough.

A deep sigh of regret and the pressure of a body by her side made her acutely aware that she wasn’t alone. A gentle caress stroked the hair from her face, and the feeling of someone watching her had her heart pounding.

Hunter Cole welcomed the man with the angry eyes to Dal-Mart. When this man stared at the snake in hell tattoo on the inside of Hunter’s right forearm and then told Hunter to have an especially great time himself, it gave Hunter chills down his spine, especially how he stared at the tattoo on his arm. Most mostly those words and how he said it...

Levi checked his phone, still no message from Hannah. He pursed his lips, it probably slipped her mind to text him back. Typical Hannah.

A content smile was an immediate reaction to the quip directed at him as he readily turned heel and followed after his roommate, but skillful digits made sure to click the lock in a swift movement as a precaution that would hopefully ensure no intruders were there to greet them upon returning home. Lifting a delicate, well-sculpted brow, he didn’t bother to suppress the slightly startled laughter that slipped passed his lips at the response to his casual inquiry. Keeping his gaze steady, yet light-hearted Rhys removed the obstructive candy he treasured with a resounding pop and dangled it loosely between two firm fingers out of reflex. “Guess the cats out of the bag.” A teasing tone made the comment an off-handed one, and the glinting

It was Christmas Eve day in London, England 2015 and Baltimore was in a staring with his cat Shawlings. “Blast!!!” he called out. “You’ve beaten me once again in another staring contest, Shawlings. I don’t know how you do it”. Shawlings starred as Baltimore hopped off of his bed to get his phone and text his all-time and only best friend Sebastian. Baltimore: Hey, Bastian, you wanna come over now?... He noticed that Sebastian hadn’t texted back as fast as usual. He looks over to Shawlings. “He isn’t texting back like he usually does, Shawlings… Oh well I guess I’ll just call him in about five minutes” he said; jumped onto the bed to continue his staring contest with Shawlings.

Startled, Liz turned around to face Brian. Looking at the ceiling, I closed my eyes for a second. Brian walked toward us and extends his hand to Liz. “I am not sure if you remember me, but I am Brian Ross. Isabel’s other half and Mary’s brother.” She smiled and said, “I know who you are. I had been friends with your sister Mary for many years. We never got the chance to meet officially, but I had seen you and talked to you over the phone on several occasions, if I remember correctly. If you do not know this already, I am Isabel’s closest and dearest friend. It is nice to meet you finally. I am so sorry for what I said earlier. I had no idea Isabel was seen anybody. Isabel and I had not seen each other for almost a month.”