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Huling na-publish Sun, Mar 12, 2023
A collection of short stories. Horror, romance, sci-fi, western; little bit of everything.
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2nd place in the Fur the More Flash Fic contest
-Bath House-
"Wow! That was amazing, I loved it. You're a great writer." -Jess
-Excerpt from Bath House-
The baths stretched out in front of me. I must have fallen asleep for a moment, lost time. I turned around. I turned again and again. The door had disappeared. So had the wall. In every direction I found tile and open water.
I was standing on a round tile platform at the level of the water. As I looked around, confused and not sure if what I was seeing was real, I noticed the water was rising. My sandals and feet were steadily being flooded by the slow current of the baths. It was the sensation of my soaked sandals that convinced me this was real.
That damn Kali, I knew this was their doing. Deity, spirit, or otherwise, they had managed to trap me and would drown me if I couldn't escape. The water was now to my calves, just wetting the hem of my sari. I would have to swim soon and the yards of silk would become too cumbersome. With a shout of anger and fear, I removed and abandoned the only fine garment I owned. Bubbles lifted from the folds of shining fabric as it sank below the surface.
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Silent Heroes: Wildcat
"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.Kumpleto
Behind Classroom Doors II
(Student/Teacher) If you have not read my first book (Behind Classroom Doors) please go do so before reading this one! This is the sequel but I hope you enjoy it! -------------------------- Behind Classroom Doors II- Excerpt: I press my finger against his lips to shush him. He stares at me, watching my hands fumble over my buttons and undo each button. I move it off of my shoulders and let it slide to the floor. My bra is the next to go, I undo it and take that off too. Then I untie the jaw string of the joggers, all while watching his reaction. I pull it down and step out of it but not before my shoes and socks. I'm down to my panties, but it only takes me a few seconds to take them off too. Completely bare in front of him, I walk over and turn the shower on. "I'm sorry that I showed up in men's clothes but I will tell you everything." I open the shower curtain and get inside. The water hits me, running down my whole body. "You need to talk to me too. Because the way that you felt when I walked into your office, is how I felt when I saw you scared on the bathroom floor. I make assumptions and lose the bigger picture." "What's the bigger picture?" He asks. "That we're in love with each other." I hold out my hand for him. "Come in here, so I can show you how much I love you." Shawn stares at my hand. Meanwhile my heart is beating so fast, I've never done anything like this before. Thankfully, he takes off his clothes and grabs my hand.Kumpleto![The DILF (18+ Only) [COMPLETED]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/6613422-256-k567729.jpg)
The DILF (18+ Only) [COMPLETED]
*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...Kumpleto
The Secrets We Keep
"Come on cami you know you want me "she whispers. Then She kisses the crack in my neck. I couldn't do it anymore I kissed her. I kissed her neck then her lips. She moaned in are kiss. Next thing I know she's shoving me against the bathroom counter. She licks my bottom lip for entrance. Before I could even process what was happening. She growled in between the kiss. Her growl sent questions questions to my brain. Shivers down my spine. She picks me up and puts me on the bathroom sink. Me being me stumbles and my butt falls into the sink. I yelp and hit my head against the mirror. But nope this doesn't stop her one bit. She starts to rub my thigh. I let out a long loud moan. She moves her lips to my ear again. Your "mine honey. And only mine." She whispers. Oh god all mighty I'm gonna need saving from this girl. Whatever this girl has plan is something mischievous. ..................................... What's gonna happen? Is there a happily ever after? What happens when a small town witch, meets a a bad city wolf? Who is lying and who is telling the truth? Where does the truth start? Where do the lies end? Does there love over power the lies and truth? Can the world handle there love? One step forward Two steps backward Girlxgirl story, mild language.Kumpleto
OUR MARRIAGE
I was still in the room when I heard Kate scream.. I quickly rushed out and search for where she is .. I opened the room and I saw her naked in the toilet.. the door wasn't locked so I was able to locate her.. Gosh what's is she doing in my personal room... my eyes went to where she is and she immediately hugged me..not minding she was naked and that moment my feelings rised wait what are u scared of... Kate what's the problem?? I asked calmly. look at the bath tub its full of ice and check the floor they are full of ice too...I could get freeze if I bath her... 'No..am going out...she said "but you are naked...I said and this time she released from me and look at her self..and scream again but this time I covered her mouth.. my body pressing against hers making me feeling d--n hard , if I don't stop myself something might happen.. " look its an ice bath tub , its all a design ...you won't get freeze and besides there is hot water .. everything is normal, and I was the one who had it designed this way because its my personal room...I said and removed my hand from her mouth and move a little but from her ... this time I could get a clear view of her , she has the most sexiest shape ever that a man can't resist... but right now I have to resist myself... I turned and made way to leave when she utterly almost silently.. "thank you and am sorry.. I stop but didn't turn back , I just said " no problem but next time if you want to have your bath and want to change just tell me and I will excuse myself.. I know we are both trying to cope because we never wanted this marriage and I will respect that...I said and left.....Kumpleto
Carlos San Jose: Secret Society
His image haunted my thoughts. His shadow, the sound of his footsteps. I longed to hear him breathing...just breathing beside me. Carlos was ever so present in my dreams. Like a phantom so strong, enough to throw me into fits of depression. Try as I could to go on as nothing happened- my life will never be the same. Was it real? is he truly gone? how insane everything is... what was all this intense training for? Was he preparing me for something? did he in some way sense his own demise? But it couldn't be? Carlos San Jose must still be alive! I stood by a tiny window in my apartment, watching as the rain falls. Listening to the splatter of the rain and the threats of thunder. *** Feeling drowsy after chugging a cold beer I threw the can into the garbage bin and headed towards the shower. The trickling of the water, kind of consoled me a bit. Stark naked, as I got out of the shower, wrapping blue towel in my hair and then sitting naked in the chair by the tall mirror. All of a sudden a mist, a hazy one started infecting the sides of the mirror--growing and growing until it was all over it. Thinking it was the effect of the hot shower I took, I tried to wipe it. But then noticing something else when I went close in the mirror. Bob the cat suddenly took a leap on the countertop by the mirror. The feline stared at the mirror knowingly. As though he was human and understood something. Carlos San Jose's cat was suddenly glowing, shining...with a striking glow. Every single item in the room including the mirror, plants, coffee cups, and the tiles of the bathroom, literally every single item inside the house began to glisten like diamonds!!! Specks of golden crystal, what a spectacle! I must have been tripping or losing my mind completely! Now with eyes dazzling-- the real adventure has begun!Kumpleto
Professor's Dark Desire
Professor's Dark Desire [18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3 ... "Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy. "Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy. "Answer......" She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering. "Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry. "Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time. "I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her. "Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices. "Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....
Children of the Fallen: Bloodlines (BOOK #3)
" I scrub and scrub trying to make it go away. I'd happily go back to walking around internally dead than whatever this is. Watching the crimson substance go down the drain and off my skin- out of sight, out of mind, except it's not going away. I hated that pain was temporary but this... this pain I don't want it. I don't want to feel this. Tears begin to well in my eyes making my vision blurry. Weak. Anger surges in my veins and impulsively my fist connects with a tile on the wall of the shower shattering it. This is emotional. I don't do that. I don't do this- I don't cry in the shower. I don't let my emotions dictate my actions I haven't in a long time. It's stupid. It's childish. It's weak. I glance down at my knuckles on my right hand, watching the tiny cuts heal. Shouting, I punch the tile over and over and over again until blood runs down my arm and drips onto the shower floor. I reach my severely broken hand out under the water, momentarily stinging as water hits the open wounds which unfortunately close over seconds later. I crack whatever bones need it, back into place and look around me. The back wall of the shower is destroyed, shards of tile and blood scattered on the floor. As I stand under the scalding hot stream staring into nothing my mind falls silent for a split second. A few seconds of solace until everything comes crashing back. The tightness in my chest and my stomach, the cloudiness in my brain, the anger, the sadness. It all comes back. I sit down away from the shattered pieces of tile, curling my legs up and letting the near boiling water hit my back. There was a feeling of relief in losing everything I was. Whatever it is that has clawed it's way to the surface, I want it gone. I want that relief back. "Kumpleto
"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.
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