"An architect en the builder need to work together for the client"
I heard my iPhone beep, and a small envelope icon caught my eye in the notification bar. My heart sank as I picked up the device, revealing my ex-husband's face on the screen. Without even opening the message, I sensed...
"An early morning reveries after a night of passion"
She lies there, glowing in the red light from the rising sun,No longer gasping and moaning from my mouth and fingers upon her soft flesh,Arousing her lust.I gaze on the lovely body I have taken as my playground,The place of...
"Cihan came to me, his kisses were hot and heavy filled with passion. My naked body arched as his kisses trailed downwards and body shook with absolute pleasure."
My name is Melisa Jones of Turkish descent. I am forty-three years old and have been married to an Englishman named, Paul. I was born in Istanbul but was raised in London with my family, so English is my first...
"Grace can't help but feel something is familiar about Nadja"
Chapter Seventeen“Grace, come to breakfast, ma coccinelle. Your papa and I have something to tell you.”Grace frowned. “Mama?” she asked tentatively.“What ma biquette?”Confusion washed over Grace as she tried to figure out where she was. Looking around, she saw her...
"In a world where freedom feels like a dream, a man and the 'woman' he loves are willing to risk everything to escape a system that’s never cared about either of them."
Eddie stepped off the skiff with practiced ease, his polished shoes tapping against the slick stone of the jetty. The rain was relentless, a dull mist that made the world feel both closer and farther away. Royce’s estate loomed ahead,...
"Sometimes, the simplest questions are the most difficult to answer..."
Dinner had been fabulous and the conversation light and fun. In fact, for one of the first times since his wife had passed away, Brent felt happy.He and Stephanie had known each other for years, but they had barely seen...
Sex is a mind gamebetween two loversJust like poetryis the wet thoughtsfor their consciousnessDuring the all-day-longseductive conversationsbetween themThey decide whowill be the rulerof their messy bedOne of them obeysand the other oneplays the music ofher tongue and salivaEvery move is...
"My tribute to a pair of amorous young metal-heads."
On a night, by soft moonlight forsaken,Long after the candles have died,We both flee down the highway oft’ takenBy young lovers longing to ride.Behind us, the sea’s turbulent madness,Above us, a thunderstorm loomsBut we speed to the city with gladness;Desirous...
"Lights will guide you home..."
Natalie waited impatiently for the display on the stick in her hand to show one or two lines. Seth sat with her, holding her hand. These few minutes felt like a lifetime.“You look at it; I can’t,” she said suddenly....
