Dr. Winter continued his visits with me over the next few days. I hate him. He says he’s helping me. He just keeps pressing.

“August still felt weird along with the other girls as well. Becca, what did they do to us?” Her voice even sounded different to her.

“Why don’t you informed the girls about what has been done to them Kat.” Rebecca and Lev were too busy flying the plane.

“August, right?” Paul looks at her.

August nods her head. It felt kind of strange and stiff.

Sasha couldn’t help to think there was more going on here. They had left the warehouse with the men still tied up waiting for Sasha’s aunt to send her team in. They had met her aunt a few times and knew she was a dangerous person.

Dusk and Jack had met Sasha’s mother and father and knew for a fact that both were dangerous. They had watched them spar against each other and saw how deadly the two were. They knew Sasha father was Special Forces and an instructor, but they couldn’t believe
Sasha’s mother. She was just as deadly as her husband.

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade

Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.

Freddy doesn’t know what time it is when he finally wakes up. All he does know was that he felt weird. He was in some sort of bedroom and curtains were pulled back showing a setting sun. As he moved, he notice he was wearing a light blue night gown that felt incredible soft against his skin. When he looks at his arms, one had a tattoo of a vein with flowers on it circling down to the tip of his middle finger. He also discovers he was no longer a he, but a she. She had tears sliding down her cheek as she continues to look around the room.

After breakfast with her mothers. Angie and Carol took the girls with them to a tattoo parlor owned by one of the MC members. Angel had The Property of Carol Wallace tattoo in big letters on her right breast, just like she had seen her mother Angie’s several years ago. As for the one on Carol, she didn’t give Carol a choice where it was place. She had it placed on the left hand side of her neck. Just like her mother D.A. did with Angie’s name. This way Carol couldn’t hide it. The tattoo said The Property of Angel Dakota Swan with an angel resting on top of her middle name.

I arrived at the house in Tuscany a little before 3pm that afternoon very eager to see what Victor had discovered.

The sound of the Taxi’s tyres on the gravel drive alerted him to my arrival.
He emerged from the open front door of the house with a broad smile on his face.

As I paid off the driver he opened the door of the car for me to get out.

“Thank you for coming at such short notice.”

Okay. I’m ready to touch my pussy now.

The clothes have me hotter than ever. I turn off the monitors, then turn them all back on again. Why do I want to watch myself? Why wouldn’t I want to watch myself? I’m hot as hell.

Still in the stockings and heels, still squatting, my fingers run down my chest to my stomach. It’s a straight line to the tip of my clit. On the monitors I can see it peaking out of my engorged lips. I don’t go straight for it, I’ve been around the block a few times. I know what a woman wants.

What this woman wants is tantalization.

I stare up at the ceiling in the bedroom I was given as my own. Tonight, had been a very interesting night to say the least. All thirteen members of the Silver Crescent coven showed up for their coven meeting tonight and I had to explain everything that happen to me by the spirit to all of them and why she sent me to them to be trained. I answered all their questions afterwards and even demonstrated some of my abilities to them. I freaked out three of the members by revealing things they didn’t want anyone to know.

Angel wakes-up and notice that the girls had crawled into bed with her and Carol. Angel had talked Carol into coming home with her last night. One thing lead to another and they had made love till around midnight and finally fallen asleep when the girls had come in and snuggled up to them. Since it was Saturday and Carol didn’t have to get up and go to work. She just wanted to lay here with the twins and her girlfriend.

Around six o’clock pm, there is a knock at his door. He lays Maggie down on the bed and walks over to the window to see who was at his door. He notices a man in a business suit holding a pizza and a Wal-mart bag in his hand. The man spots him, looking at him from the window. Jessie walks over to the door.

“Who is it?” He had his hand on the door handle.

Renata couldn’t believe it. Her wedding day was finally here. It had been three months since Jesse had asked her to marry him. She had accepted her fathers of her and Jesse staying here on the ranch to run it. The mess her little brother had gotten in had been taken care of thanks to Jesse and some of his friends intervening. Her brother was in the care of one of Jesse’s friend working on his cattle ranch.

It’s been three months since that nasty business with the Cartel had been dealt with and Jack was enjoying his daughters first competition event. Debbie had worked and trained the girls to ride their horses as well as she could. The first event the girls were in was calf robing. Both girls were competing in the team roping event to take down a calf. Julia and Gina had practice every day and worked as a perfect team together. They won that event by seconds. The next event they were in was bareback riding, which both girls could do with their eyes closed.

ALLERGIES SUCK - Chapter 8 - Parts 13 and 14
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Part XIII - Still at lunch.

The troglodyte that came to the table grabbed Billie’s arm, and said out loud.

“You’re my girl from now on.”

“Let me go, you brainless troglodyte bully. I have no intention of being your girl. Now let me go.”

“Not until you say you love me.”

“Okay, I … WANT YOU TO LET ME GO!”

“No, that is not what I told you to say.”

“Well, that is what I said.”

Jessie wakes up to the sound of a crying baby. He slowly moves as he unwraps himself from under the tattered blanket under which he had been sleeping. His whole body hurts from the bruising and fresh wounds he had gotten from his alcoholic father, before he had left them again to ride with his gang. Jessie walks slowly over towards the baby crib where his baby sister sleeps. It has been his responsibility to take care of her, since their mother disappeared. He really misses her, but no one knew what happened to her. She had gone to work and never returned home.

“Well not exactly what I told him to do.” Titanis had been watching Freddy since he got home. She wanted to help him when she saw how his father tossed him outside on their lawn still dress in the lingerie he had put on.

“You know, you could had stopped that Ti.” Shayla was a little disappointed with her wife.

As promised, the next chapter of RiH. Enjoy.

Synopsis: Alex goes to school with a plan, but some run-ins with some a few people throw her off course

Authors note: I'm eating pizza! :D
Thanks for all of the support on the past chapters! It's the fuel that keeps my writing engine running!
I hope you all enjoy this one! Comments and kudos are appreciated!

River

By Dawn Natelle

Chapter 15

So far: Two new characters are introduced and their backgrounds explored, along with their odyssey to the river. Now they have met River and are invited into the water.

Don Juan Carlos got in late after coming from his meeting with Jack down in Mexico. Jack had sent him pictures showing the death of the Cartel leader and the destruction of his crops, building and everything else he had. He even showed the picture of his head on a stake right where the road went into the cartels compound. Juan leans back in his chair and thinks about how he wanted to explain to his daughter how he didn’t know about her till recently. He had one more thing to do before he turned in for the night.

“Well, we have your stage look now. It goes well with Sirens look. Now we need to come up with a name for you.”

Dusk and Sasha were standing before Rose looking at the look Dusk had created for Rose when she performs on stage with the band and next to Siren.

“Let’s see. We could play on her name like Thorny Rose, Silver Rose, bumble Rose…” Dusk had a mischievous look on her face when she says that.

“or Irish Rose, Wild Rose, Fire Rose?” Sasha walks around Rose and stares at the costume/stage clothes and Rose’s platinum blonde hair and amber eyes.

“Clio?”

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 10
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 1 - George’s house is appraised.

The next morning, at nine thirty sharp, Scott Andrew Block drove in to the Shepard’s drive-way. As Scott was getting out of his car, John Shepard and George Simons came out to meet him.

“Morning, Scott,” John Shepard said, greeting his long time friend. “Scott, this is George Simons, the man whose house I asked you” to come and look at

“Hi George,” Scott said, extending his hand in friendship. :It is nice to meet you.”