“We have a pack meeting tonight, and there’s unrest about the territory being invaded by those fucking coyote hybrids.” Jonah stopped on his way out the door, his shoulders pulling up around his ears. “I told you I was out of pocket this weekend, Boss.” “You&rs...
provided Elmira Sanchez with a luminescent bath as she diligently finished cleaning inside Infrared, one of the city's most exclusive restaurants. D.C. was a power town and even at 3 am, the vivid intensity of the streetlights marking the pedestrian pathways and sidewalks around one of the world'...
After seeing MaryAnn at the deli the other day, I had come back to the office and began digging into her past—actually, Trent’s past. Trent Deveraux. He graduated from Stanford with a degree in business management and was well-known among New York’s elite business professionals. His reputation se...
Though he found those exercises ridiculous, he was dreading getting down to the hard-core stuff. He’d barely scraped through last year and he couldn’t afford to fall behind; his football scholarship was dependent upon him keeping his grades up. On Friday, Parker shouldered...
You stupid bitch!” I had been sitting at a red light when I felt a jolt and, looking into my rearview mirror, realized I had just been rear-ended. The nerve of some people. I slammed my door closed as I got out of the car. Coming around to the back, I groaned aloud at the sight of my taillight in...
I want to reveal all, to stand beside you proudly as your true love. I long to help you bear this grief. But no, not yet. It would not be seemly, so close to death.“Yet I will but say what mere friends say, Or only a thought stronger; I will hold your hand but as long as all may, Or so very littl...
When you do hard time, it’s nigh impossible to ever make a home. You get it all comfy, the screws come and move you or toss it or piss all over the floor. Keep it simple. Keep it mobile. He’d packed two pairs of black 501s – they were the old full-faded jobs he’d got in Kensington Market. In the ...
Despite having given him four orgasms, his cock was erect again and snugged tight between the globes of my ass. I drowsed for a few moments, contemplating idly how if things continued like this with Thresh, I’d need to get on birth control, because I’d finally found a man as sexually insatiable a...
Her fingers felt for the chain she wore around her neck, the chain she couldn’t bring herself to take off this morning. She heard the familiar light tap against the door and knew she had to stop this before it went any further. Her father, Alistair, was still tall, with a straight back and clear ...
Michaelerus was fit to be tied. She’d left him. Slunk away like a Tradorian thief in the middle of the night. Dammit. He sighed long and hard, trying to get the image of her face caught in that moment when she surrendered to Oblivion out of his mind. She was so beautiful. Exquisite. Then she went...
“What’s wrong?” she asked immediately.He stared at her. “I know I promised I would keep all of this a secret, but I need to break that promise.”Her eyes widened. “What are you talking about?”“There’s this girl…I want to tell her so she knows there’s nothing going on between us.”Danielle glared at...
I hear the snick of her key in the lock, and I am trapped in what must be the only room Dad’s fingerprint can’t open. My legs aren’t tied, so I straddle the chair and try to wiggle free. If I can get even a little slack, I might be able to get out. But Grandma is as good at knots as she is at met...
He is saying he remembers what it was like to be married. He is saying he remembers what it was like to be married to her. “You were my dear wife, I think? Before I got sick.” Clever Margot Sharpe has restyled her hair: she has brushed the shiny dark silver-threaded hair straight back from her fo...
There were none called Evangeline, so we decided to be bold and venture into the clubhouse to speak to the manager, who turned out to be a handsome middle-aged man with salt and pepper hair. “I wonder if you could help us,” I said, smiling warmly at him. “We’re looking for...
NOT EVERYBODY GOT BUMMED 12. NOT EVERYBODY GOT BUMMEDMidnight, Sunday June 11th, 2006 Room 6, Hotel Su Talleri, Macomér From midnight to 7am, a seemingly endless series of ‘what ifs’ clanged and resounded through my empty brain. But each time, every aspect of our incarceration that I explored poi...