"Shy, petite Alyssa proves that looks can be VERY deceiving!"
On days when I would space out in the office, my eyes would often drift over to Alyssa. Honestly, she wasn't exactly a bombshell—small breasts, skinny as a rail, with an average-looking backside. But her geeky, cute vibe absolutely made...
"When distance aches like art behind glass"
You’re the perfect piece of art, trapped behind glass. I can see you. I can hear you.But I can’t touch you.No matter how perfectly the memory of your skin lingers on my fingers. Nor can I taste you, despite how...
"Repressed widow rediscovers the joys of sapphic love"
Conflicted by white-hot desire and self-loathing, I knew God was watching with disapproval the moment Marcia Levy and I shared mutual orgasms for the first time behind the bleachers. We were both seniors, and cheerleaders, no less. I couldn’t stop...
"There is a dip in my pillow where her head came to rest."
In the darkness of my roomTracing shadows left behindThere’s a dip in my pillow stillWhere your head came to restPress my face into the creaseTo chase the scent you left behindI find the memory of your touchA ghost that haunts,...
"He knows they shouldn't be doing this..."
It was just a typical Tuesday as Jack made his rounds through the kitchens, checking in deliveries, temperatures and expiration dates. The convention center was still quite new and though the restaurants were open for business, a lot of things...
"They worship each other with their mouths, but it’s the unspoken truths that fracture them."
PROLOGUE=====The ceiling fan ticked above them, stirring the Sicilian night just enough to lift the gauze curtain over the open window. Outside, the city was warm and slow. And somewhere down an old, lost alley, a dog barked once. The...
"Within each of us burns an unquenchable longing, and in this very moment you hold the power to name your deepest desire and finally claim the dream that’s always called to you."
In the quiet earth of your hidden yearnings,Where roots of old wounds twist through shadowed soil,CaringSoul emerges, a tender force,Tilling the ground for your unspoken bloom.He gathers your confessions like ripe fruit fallen,Bites into the flesh of your wildest dreams—The...
"Do you think of me when we're apart?"
Sleep evades me as my obsessive need for you consumes my every thought. I lie awake wondering if you're thinking about me, about us, about things you want to do to me.Are you hard for me? Does the thought of...
"Would Nick make it home as promised?"
Christmas had always been Holly’s favorite holiday. Not just the day itself, but the weeks leading up to it. From the bell-ringing Santa at the department store to decorating the tree while listening to Bing Crosby’s “I’ll Be Home For...
"A story of mutual hope"
A Story of Two Hearts That Refuse to Let Distance WinThe room was quiet except for the soft rhythm of breath—yours, already uneven with anticipation, and Skip's, steady and devoted, as if he were memorizing the shape of you through...