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The Heartbreak Diaries: Melinda Chevalier

A passage from the diary of Melinda Chevalier...

January 10th   Dear Diary,  I am missing him. Again. It has been a few weeks since I last heard his voice and my heart aches to hear it again right now. I feel a deep sadness and it has fully taken hold of me today. I feel almost desperate to hear his laughter and be the one to bring him joy. I want to hear all about his day and have long conversations on subjects we have discussed...Read On

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Violet Valley

Something breaks in me when I watch you sleep. I know I shouldn't think about, but I'm in that crucial moment. Go or stay. I should hold you even closer. Underneath the blanket, bodies curved together as spoons of bare warm flesh, we can forget for a while. Neither of us has to remember that this pocket of time, however beautiful, is always fleeting. I'll go back to my little apartment,...Read On

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Ghost Town

How can a place hold so many memories for two people who never met?

I walked through a ghost town today. It took me a while to get there. Three trains in fact. I didn’t tell her. It is a place that I frequented in a different season when you and I were in each other’s pockets. She didn’t know then either. The sky was bluer today than most of those times, oddly, but the wind colder. People bustled along the street going about their business as if it were...Read On

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The Lounge Singer

I enjoyed your set

You caught my eye while you were onstage singing. A couple songs into the set, I was fairly certain you winked. I wasn't sure if you were looking at me or not, but it sure felt like it. Just the thought that the wink was for me made me feel flushed all over, and even in a short black cocktail dress, I felt overdressed for the temperature of the room. As your set wound down and you crooned...Read On

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Mortimer and Myrtle: A Love Story

A one act play about the distance between husband and wife.

Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry. Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next...Read On

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Drifter Ch.1

A stranger brings unexpected feelings

Kali woke to the sound of movement from downstairs. Rolling over she checked the time, squinting her eyes at the bright screen of her phone. 3:24. Frowning, she pushed herself into a sitting position and listened again. The house should be empty apart from her. Her parents had left earlier that day and wouldn’t be home until Sunday. The noise came again, and she swung her legs over the side...Read On

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Chapter 1: Love is the Sunrise

This is the first chapter in my "Love is" series" (i am in no way a profesional writer)

Chapter 1: Love is The Sunrise i still remember the first time I saw her. I was like the sunset….no that’s not right, sunsets burn for a few minutes then fade away to blackness. It was like a sunrise. As my eyes caught her it was like a brilliant burst of light over the horizon and as she moved closer that light filled my vision, burning brighter and brighter till all other things...Read On

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A Little Fun

A fun little hot teaser with Ricardo Bones and his lady...

Ricardo Bones… What a man. He walked into the parlor of the hotel and looked around, confident, chest puffed up, a lean and handsome figure that made every woman in the room squeeze their legs together a bit, just so that nothing leaked out and no scent of arousal drifted out. A Hispanic man in his early thirties, he knew he looked good, he had a rather commanding presence as scouted the...Read On

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THD: Melinda Chevalier - Entry 5

Another diary entry from Melinda Chevalier...

Dear Diary,  We are beginning to talk less and less now, it seems. My heart still yearns for his attention and I still find myself wishing things were different. My thoughts still gravitate towards him and they flood my mind every time I get a moment alone. I still continue to dream of him at night but recently my dreams have become more of nightmares where he is involved. I have also begun...Read On

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Perchance To Dream Part 4

The continuing saga of Mel and Jim

(Three weeks later, and we find Jim has moved out to a hotel. He and Mel have been seeing each other for three Friday nights, and she stays over but goes back to Alice on Saturday. We catch them as she's leaving on a Saturday morning.)   “Jim, I’ll see you in a few days. Okay? Honey?” “Yeah,” I responded to Mel. “Of course, babe. I was just… just missing you already!” I forced a smile and...Read On

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Betting People - Trick Or Treat?

Friends have an interesting Halloween

Betting People: Trick or Treat? By Maximillian Excaliber Introduction This wasn't supposed to be, but is, the first story in a new series I'm writing called 'Betting People'. Each story will be different but will have a common theme. All of the stories in this series will be about people make a wager that results in their becoming intimate. As you will find out while reading them,...Read On

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The Eyes of Love

A musician learns to share some important feelings

The stage shook under his feet, vibrations from the low string of his guitar. It was he alone, Leroy Jet, occupying the stage that night; One man, one guitar, an amplifier and a microphone. The guitar was black, a hollow body with f holes. It played smooth with the string action low. The amp was small, but had a gritty tone he liked. It didn’t matter the size, it was channeled through the...Read On

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Lightning Flower

You always know what I'm trying to say

Sheathed within you to the very root, even the slightest motion, the most minute shift of hips grinding, make me cry out your name. It's more than just a reflex for those specific syllables to form into a sound that helplessly escapes my throat in ragged needy breaths. It's beyond a prayer to some unseen faith. It's like a primal incantation, a chant that calls to something so deep and...Read On

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Annie and I, the Early Days

My thanks go to Jwren for editing this story.

Annie’s mum organised a leaving school celebration party for her on Friday night so I left my second job an hour early and ran home to dive in the bath and then get dressed to go with her. We managed to make ourselves fashionably late because we couldn’t resist sharing a sixty-nine on the bathroom floor. After that, we hurried to get ready and Annie looked absolutely gorgeous in a pink...Read On

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THD: Melinda - Entry Four

Another passage from the diary of Melinda Chevalier...

Feburary 24th Dear Diary, A few more weeks have passed and I’m still not feeling very cheerful. I know that I promised a more pleasant entry so I will try to keep that promise. I’m still missing him in more ways than I can say. We talk now, more frequently, like we used to. That alone fills me with a joy so great that there are few words I can find to properly express it. I get lost in...Read On

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Love Letter To A Loved One (aka: Lost Souls)

Sentimental musings of romantic memories shared between two lost souls.

Call it fate or destiny, something, or someone, brought our two lost souls together. I never stopped there before, and still, I don't know why, or what made me do so. But, as I entered that small cafe, I saw you there and knew I didn't want to be with any other. It was like an overwhelming sense of emotion that hit me, causing every cell inside my body to intensify to a whole new level. In...Read On

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A lament for Kathleen

I died a little when I realized she really had gone... but if only these walls could talk.

The sun barely rose on that day I let go. I had, in my misery, banished myself from anything that reminded me of you. Gone out to the old field for solitude. A small house between two tufts of trees sat still and alone. The grey light of the fog peeked meagerly through drawn curtains. As soon as my waking mind became conscious I turned in my bed, alerted only by the sound of  wind...Read On

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O Birds

Unrequited love...

O birds, sing of my love; chant my passion and hopes To the one beside me, he who saw what happened to me I complain to him then he smiles and makes me grow fonder of him O birds, describe to him my state of sleeplessness and my tears The birds warbled the sweetest serenades from the treetops The branches danced with the melodies, and the heart was infatuated And the breeze rose gently...Read On