Romance

Magical Hearts: Chapter 1 What good my deeds earns. The night had turned cold as an icy wind blew strongly from the north. The heavy clouds that had been threatening rain finally released their burden and the rain was steady and cold. I continued through the night, I was late returning to my studies, my Master probably would not be pleased at my late arrival. The assignment he sent me on should not it taken as long as it did, but there is always one more person that required assistance. The eerie scream that I heard chill me more than the...

Author's Note: First off let me thank all of the readers who read and comment on my stories. Now at the bottom you notice the comment section has been turned off. That is because a bunch of retarded losers think the comment section is for them to advertise phone numbers and how truly pathetic they are. To the losers out there doing this, and I don't need to name you, you know who you are I hope you catch the plague you are to stupid to continue living. For Everyone else thank you for reading. If you have any constructive criticism...

Author’s note: This part of series involving fictional former Playboy Playmates. They are all sisters and will each have two stories – the first one will be interracial, the second will be incest. This is Stephanie’s second story and it takes place a little over a year after her first story. This story also takes place about four months after part 3 of the series. You don’t have to read either of those, but to sum it up, Stephanie witnesses an incestuous act with her older sister Diane in part 3. This serves as a catalyst for her own incest story...

Omega Sagas - The Tales of Michael Sutton, Homecoming Surprise Part 1 Disclaimer: This is my first story, so please roll with it. This is mostly fiction. The characters are based on real people, but most of the story’s events are fictional. The college and city is intended to be fictional. The city’s location is based on the real city of Montpelier, ID. and the two lakes are real. I am not from the western part of the United States, so I apologized to anyone, for any incorrect references to the area, that knows more about Idaho and the region around...

Introduction: (Jan 2005) In the story Mail order sex slave posted under her name, Cathy used my first name for the main character. Missy's not an uncommon name so I shouldn't have been offended, and wasn't. In fact, I'd like to think she sort of had me in mind, because the idea of appearing in a porno story excites me the way flashing my pussy does when I'm at a nudist beach with Katlin (and sometimes Cathy). But I'm not much like the young girl in the story, either in age or appearance. - Yours, Missy Incidentally since she doesn't spell...

CAUTION: This is a love story. Apple Pickers Each picking season it is always hard for me to realize that there really is a need for cheap disposable labor. Migrant workers serve a valuable need. These modern day nomads travel from crop to crop at harvest season up and down to coast. They can pick green beans one week, fresh blueberries the next week, and ripe apples a month later. They just show up. You don’t have to tell them when the fruit is ripe or even ask them to come. They just show up, ask for work, and get out...

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. I can hear the echo of gentle waves lapping the shores of a distant beach somewhere in the distance. The night is bright with radiant stars and a glowing full moon. I swim around the lake, enjoying the warmth and steam as it envelops my naked body. I float on my back for a while, staring up at the...

My best friend, Oliver, was the kind of guy any girl would go crazy over. Since he used to be a key player in our school's track team, he easily had the body to leave girls drooling, but that's not what kept their attention. Oliver was kind, but not a push-over, smart, but not a know-it-all, protective, but not jealous, and just an overall great person. His hazel eyes were always full of emotion and he always knew what to say. That's what kept the girls coming back. I, on the other hand, was not the kind of girl you would...

Meg was my love, we were both fourteen. Years ago I first layed eyes on her, she was beautiful. And she still is. At 14 years old, I once threw a party at my house. Oh boy I never expected it to end the way it did. So my parents were away for the weekend. My friend Anna had an older brother who could get us alcohol. The night before he brought 5 cases over, Two cases of Natural (he insisted it for the newer drinkers) 2 cases of Yeungling and a case of Miller light. On top of that he...

I watched the plane taxi to the runway, and take off. I left and headed home with tears in my eyes as I was already missing her. I moped around the cottage for the rest of the day. She call later that night to tell she arrived home safe and sound. We chatted for an hour about her 2 week stay here. After she hung up I felt a little better, and headed off to bed. Summer of 82 passed quickly into fall, and we talked numerous times about when was I going to come out west and visit her. I...