"They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. But what would you call the person who snatches those eyes and the soul?"
Mosquito bites. That was the first thing Evangeline Laguerre felt when she opened her eyes in the dark. Then, the coldness and stench of dirty water invaded her nostrils. Where the hell was she? The last thing she remembered was...
"His stare ignited her desires."
One moment, Nova Woodford was delivering a congratulatory speech to her mentor, and the next, her gaze landed on a man at the back of the crowd, eliciting goosebumps across her skin.Their eyes met across the distance for only a...
"A mirror never lies."
I've always despised that age-old celebration referred to as Valentine's Day. I thought that it was just another avenue to swindle consumers out of their money.Nevertheless, I grew to tolerate it because of Ethan, my boyfriend of three years. He...
"The Magic Of An Adjective"
One gloomy Wednesday, beautiful Lindsay met a man named Logan at a supermarket. Logan saw her standing in the bread aisle and knew that bodacious Lindsay was meant to be his. Beautiful, blonde, and bodacious Lindsay, with her huge, blue...
"If only these walls could speak"
The sun was hot as a furnace today. I cautiously exited my vehicle and closed the door, thinking about having a cold glass of water. Shielding my eyes from the blazing midday sun, I briskly walked up to the quaint...
"Show me how your morning was without words."
The persistent beeping on my laptop took me out of my dream, and I scurried to answer the incoming video call. It was my close friend, Elise, "Wow! You look gorgeous, babe," I declared in amazement."Thanks, love," she answered beaming...
"The scent of a memory that turned into a passion"
I couldn't help but gawk at this good-looking man as he limped into the elevator. We briefly acknowledged each other, then he glanced at his wristwatch and sighed. There's something oddly familiar about him, could be the scent of his...
"With the right person, everything will continually be perfect."
"Mr. Ferguson. Excuse me, Mr. Ferguson, can I have a moment of your time, please?"Hitting send on the message I had just written, I unlocked my van door and leaned in. Placing my keepsake into the hidden compartment under the...
"Your scent is what dreams are made of."
"Will you get a move on, Ava! Jeez, you can be so damn slow sometimes," my eighteen-year-old identical twin grumbled. We both were 5'9, 140lbs, with amber eyes, long black curly hair, and D-cup breasts. Heads turned, everywhere we went...
"Their Burning Hunger"
"Fuck!" I muttered under my breath, wondering how long he had been standing there in the dark? "Fuck!"Glimpsing at Ivy, I discovered her staring at him with a composed demeanor. She certainly was outstanding."Do I need to repeat myself?" He...