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Lethal Blue-Chapter 18

Never underestimate the strength of a woman

The salty tang of ocean air whipped through the open top of Julie's Mustang as she navigated the winding cliff-side road with a determined focus. Her foot pressed firmly on the gas pedal, the engine roared as she sped towards Sarah's house. Thoughts swirl...

The Halloween Mom

Unlike my usual meets due to the garden, I meet this one while handing out candy.

It was the weekend after Halloween, and as I was taking down all of my decorations, she stopped to talk. Caroline looked to be in her early thirties and was quite cute. She reminded me of an incident on Halloween night that refreshed my memory of her, her...

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Lethal Blue - Chapter 11

Never underestimate the strength of a woman

Julie Koop walked through Willowbrook Mall, her thick hair cascading down her back as she effortlessly turned heads strolling through the upscale boutiques. She was wearing a tight jean skirt and a pair of black knee-high boots with six-inch stiletto heel...

The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 36

Jim is looking to speed things along in his relationship with Kenzie.

“I thought we were gonna keep this relationship a secret between us. No one else was supposed to know.” Donald Stanlick inclined his head and rubbed at the uneven scruff on his neck as he slogged outside, behind The Fireside Country Store, and gazed at Lu...

Waiting

Once you've had a taste of something that is a cut above the rest, you can't help wanting more.

Found you here, I was intrigued You were polite and kind to me Never forward, or acting sly You said you weren’t just any guy He smelled like trouble from the start Fast as friends and faster hearts He taught me rules, taught me to fly But he was like eve...

Meat Market - Pt. 1

Sarah finds love in the unlikeliest of places.

I never expected to be a barfly, but it turned out to be a pretty good life choice. Six-year-old Sarah expected to be a Disney princess. Hell, I looked like one; Snow White, to be specific: black hair, pale complexion, rosy cheeks, ruby lips. My eyes are...

Fathers, Brothers, and Sons - Pt. 1

When is my son not my son?

It was a letter that upended my world. Not one of the “Dear John” variety; that would have been less painful. Nor was it a “We Regret To Inform,” but the sense of loss, while not as acute, was even more all-encompassing. No, it wasn’t a letter of the pape...