It’s a bit long, but I’m looking for help. Here are two unedited versions of beginnings for Hunter’s Gazelle. I’m asking for your opinion on each. Comments are closed so I’ll put a contact form for you to privately send your opinion. I’d appreciate the constructive critique. – 1) Sweat trickled down her face as …
Getting a story started. Hang tight. “Miss, you’ll have to hold your coat until after all the luggage is stowed.” “Oh, I’m sorry. I…” Missy glanced up from digging in her purse and the words died on her tongue. Her jacket was five inches from her face, but her eyes bypassed it to the tan …
“Man, she is so far out of your league you two aren’t even in the same galaxy.” True. Fucking. Story. Brad couldn’t deny the truth of Mark’s words. This girl was out of his league; it was there in the way she carried herself as she floated across the room. She screamed high-class and dignified …
Inspired by this post. — I’m not sure what to expect laying here on this table. The woman who led me into the room had pressed her hand to my lower back and told me to take my time removing my clothes. “Consider it a first step to releasing your self,” she said as she …
Haven’t done a prompt in forever so I’ll tackle 5SF Prompt: Ache — 1. In spite of her silence, the knock came again. Macy’s stomach twisted, fear and her too long ignored hunger gnawing her belly the closer she came to the door, to her fate. Throwing it open, she came face-to-face with her own …
I realized that I have a few decent stories that I haven’t bothered finishing. Humbling The Proud and Whisker Burn are two. I’ve decided to devote time to completing and editing both. So, I’m hoping that reposting some of the stories will help motivate me. Another unedited section for you. — “Tessa.” Her name was …
One thing you may not know about me is I have an unnatural love for all things Beauty and the Beast. Until I can get my mind together enough to write, enjoy this something old. (And for a laugh, watch this) “Those aren’t assumptions, those are facts. You have no idea how to treat a …
Brad watched his friends cluster around Pat, the man blushing a little as they ribbed him. Another around of beers appeared supplied by the waitress. The way the guys all followed the sway of her hips made Brad chuckle. Not that he could blame them, the skirt she wore barely covered her bottom which jiggled …
So why not? What if she said yes on her own terms? He trailed his fingers down her face and she felt that jolt again. That nagging voice in her mind reminded her that she shouldn’t hop back into his bed, but her body was practically panting to let him have her like only he …
“So, there’s this British guy that I adore.” She let her hand play along his collar, tugging at the stiff material and grazing the skin of his neck with her nails. The noise of the pub buzzed around them as she teased him by pressing closer to his side in the booth. His hands stayed …