Intimate Exchange
‘Sit with me.’ ‘Sorry, I can’t.’ ‘Why not?’ He spotted Gail at the far end of the refectory, her bowed head in her hands, her face covered, shoulders slumped, heard Emilia’s tremulous voice, interfering, in the background, ‘Don’t you like me?’ ‘It isn’t that.’ Keir wanted to tell her he admired her, to be her friend. But the sight of Gail clouded his mind. Instead, he focused on her rejection. ‘What is it then?’ He shrugged. She set down her tray, itching badly, scratching herself incessantly, a bleeding heart, ‘Is it my spots?’ Main Photo: Gail
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Heathen
I don’t like it here. Something evil, terrible, will happen to her here, near the dark forest, in his alehouse, in the pond, by the old oak tree. ‘Wake up, girl! Look who’s come to see you…’ ‘It’s stories like this that make me understand just how much I still have to learn as a writer. Remarkable,’ reader, Canada. Main Photo: Julia
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Allure
verb: to entice or tempt someone. noun: attractiveness, appeal. allure: the power a woman has over a man.
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Basque
‘You haven’t told me why you asked me to wear this basque?’ Lizzie walked to the teal rug, untied her lemon waist sash, slowly unbuttoned each amber stud, and slipped out of her dress. She threw it on the floor, her gauntlet, turning to face him. He was shocked by her transformation. She looked sensational. He wiped sweat out of his eyes. The basque clung to her body like a comfortable sheath, begging the question. ‘What do you want me to do?’ ‘The story kept me intrigued from start to finish. Unbelievable talents you have in story telling,’ reader, USA Main Photo: Lizzie
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The Potting Shed
She felt his weight, his manly body bearing down on hers, igniting his passion with her promise, ‘It’s over, Allen, I promise. She’s gone. I can feel it. I can feel her, sweetheart, I can feel her…’ Main Photo: Antonia
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Selected, Really?
‘How long must I go on living like this?’ Selected, Really? A story about hope. ‘One nice story. Powerful,’ reader, USA Main Photo: Marlene and Callum
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Say Hello to Pearl
Midnight, the Rutting Season. Pearl, a clone, escapes from a secret research laboratory in the Highlands. But first she has to leave Lauren, her human Toy. Main Photo: Pearl and Lauren
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Occasionally
‘Do you wear stockings?’ ‘Occasionally, you’ll find a pair of black stockings with a red suspender belt in the top drawer.’ She looks around. We’re alone in the moonlight. She speaks to me as if I’m a ragdoll, a corpse, ‘Don’t want to see you like this.’ Jacqui has a sexy intruder in the bedroom. Main Photo: Suzie and Jacqui
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His face coloured, flame red, ‘Sorry, I forgot my trunks.’ ‘That’s okay,’ she smiled, ‘I’ve seen a man’s cock before.’ I bet you have, he dreamed. Joely fucks her man intensely on the sun-bleached banks of a summer lake after a cooling swim, and again on the fireside rug by the open hearth, in his quaint country cottage. Main Photo: Joely
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My Pregnant Pause
‘Suck my teats! Suck my teats!’ I plead, ‘Like sucking my teats, don’t you?’ I am heavy with child – and I want to fuck.
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The Bristling
She felt her blush spread over her face, her body, she felt wonderful. Main Photo: The Woman
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Strange Taste
He didn’t know what to do with her at first. Her behaviour was erratic and daring. Her love, her tactile touch, her passion intoxicated him. Then, when she came to him, he smelt the animal scent on her, she savoured his strange taste, and they lost all control. For a good friend, who was taken from us at such a young age, having truly fallen in love. Main Photo: Georgie
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Evie’s Downfall
‘On this day, I give you my mind, heart, body and soul. I promise I will fly with you, hand in hand, wherever our journey leads us, together, living, dying, and loving, forever and ever.’ Evie fights breast cancer. Main Photo: Evie
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Evie’s Downfall
Evie stood in front of the mirror: head bowed, eyes closed, lips pursed, stony-faced. Cursing herself for what she’d done, with him, in the heat of the afternoon. Her pale freckled skin was sunburnt tell-tale blush pink, her lipstick kissed off by his hungry mouth, on the hottest day of the year. She folded her arms over her chest, afraid to look at herself in the mirror, fearing his memory, then raised her arms above her head. No sign of an unusual rash, no prominent veins. Evie fight breast cancer Main Photo: Evie
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Taylin Stuns
They tell me talk is cheap. Well, that appears to be the case. If you believe the news headlines accompanying the hot Instagram shots of beauties clogging up my feed. They clearly haven’t met Taylin. Taylin really knows how to stun. Main Photo: Taylin
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The Hide
Darcy stood at the entrance to the Hide. I felt my body twist and rack with agony. Felt my lungs heave, my heart pound. ‘Will you see the Hide?’ she whispered. Frightened, I hesitated, breathed in, spurting out words like blood from an artery, ‘I’ll see it.’ I followed Darcy into the Hide. The Hide was empty.
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