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The transformation is complete and William is headed into the biggest
meeting of his career, wearing a suit that is tailored very differently
than the ones he usually wears. His change in wardrobe and persona force
both William and Kateri to reevaluate everything about themselves and
their relationship.
In this, the story finale, Quinn needs more help than he can imagine and
finds more than he ever expected. I cannot thank you all enough for
sticking with this series. Your comments, emails and general support has
been inspiring. I hope you enjoy this chapter, the series finale.
Vic Peltior and her partner only want to get on with their lives. Unfortunately for them, there are people who want them to do -- or be -- something else.
Triple Dare Masks 24 by Rodford Edmiston Buy on Kindle
Sataria’s Encampment, South Pacific Island:
Three shadowy figures use the night to their advantage as they move throughout the night quietly killing people. The people they killed didn’t stand a chance against them. Any magical wards that might have alerted the guards to their presence were deactivated with just a thought.
Cerridwen and the Phantom Nurse
Chapter One: An Midnight Encounter with Nurse Spooky
Warning: The following contains elements of horror. And a brief scene of mental torture. If you are sensitive to such things. Please enjoy one of my other stories. And though this is a horror story with elements of the supernatural thrown in for flavoring. I would like to assure my faithful readers that this story does indeed have a happy ending.
Sometimes I wish I was shorter than him, but he says that he loves me the way I am. I am wearing heels in this shot, so he looks shorter than he is. But he says that he likes me to wear heels – they make my legs look even better.
“What the hell, Babe. Even without heels you are taller than me, so what do I care? Just be as beautiful as you can be.” That’s him. That’s my man.
Hi Reddit. I am making this post as I wanted to tell people about how my life turned out. You can choose not to believe me, but here it is regardless. I can’t tell you my real name, so I will say my name was Bernie. I was a shy, unassuming teen. I had a rough life, beginning with my father throwing me out of their house on my 18th birthday because he decided it was time that I went my own way. And I never had an 18th birthday party.
My parents never treated me well at home, and I was relieved to leave my childhood house with only the things I could stuff in a backpack.
Daydreaming on Deck (Part 5)
By Sabrina G. Langton
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Author's note... Here we are at the end of another story. I used to write very fast, I would be on another couple of romances even before I started spell-checking the one I was finishing. (Which could take a while) Now I am in some sort of cruise mode...
Echoes of the Past 4
Being a mother is the best thing in the world, but nothing prepares you for it
What do you do when your son is different from other boys?
What do you do when he does not want to be older?
What do you do when he does not want to be a boy?
What do you do when he says you are not his mother?
“If I find that bloody Drew Bond, I’m gonna bloody well kill ‘im.” The large, ill-tempered boy, nicknamed Tyrannosaurus Becks, made his way out of the school. Quite what he had against young Bond nobody seemed to know—especially Bond, as he was away racing when the comment was made. However, it soon made its way via the grapevine at Warsop College to the gang.
“What’s he after Drew for?” asked Maddy, second cousin and on-off girlfriend of the aforementioned boy.
Use caution when inflating something or it might POP.
“Okay, I'm on the bed and naked and you aren't ravishing me. What's the surprise, Richard?”
“We can ravish later,” he said. He gave her a peck on the cheek. “First, you have to close your eyes.”
“Okay,” she said. His face was inches from hers and she did not want to stop looking at him. But she did what he said. She inhaled and his scent filled her nostrils with joy.
He shifted his weight and she almost rolled into him. “Keep still,” he said as he slipped off the bed.
As I was close to Grimsby, I went and had a first-hand look at the dumping places. I could see similarities with them all, except that one at Hewitts Circus. If Gordon retired at seventy, that would have been 2017. The murders and dumping had stopped at that time. Perhaps we were really looking at a strong woman with a dildo, rather than a pervert with condoms.
CHAOTER 61
The morning dawned in a lighter grey than the previous one had offered, and I assumed that meant rain. To my surprise, after I had dealt with my morning necessities, it turned out to be a dry one, the clouds having retreated well above the three thousand foot level. I started a couple of kettles heating, and that, along with the sound of the toilet flush, seemed to stir people up.
I have always been drawn to the sea, and I guess that was down to my father. He was a ships’ engineer and I saw little of him when I was very young, but whenever he was home he would bring strange objects and stories from the places he had been. It seemed as if his life was like a fairy tale. I wanted to follow him.
The upcoming weeks were rough on the Angels as they performed outside on stage. Between the humidity and heat, they were sweating like pigs. Cassady was soaked in sweat by the time they finished their performance. All the other ladies were sweating as well.
The gigs they played at some of the bars they played at were profitable. The managers of those bars wanted them to come back and play again. Cynthia was going to talk to their booking manager to arrange it.
Heather Play's Dotty
A Heather Delilah Soenksen Story
The fundraiser was the brainchild of Lisa Croft, our town's only veterinarian, who was also the owner and proprietor of Benton's only animal clinic and was also a charter member of Benton's only no- kill animal shelter 'Benton Animal Rescue' and was also a chairwoman on the board of directors. It was Lisa who dreamed up the idea that each month, a brave girl, and sometimes a brave boy, would volunteer to dress up in a dalmatian costume and assume the role of Princess Dotty the dalmatian princess.
He's officially stuck with a women's gym membership. Can he fit in as long as he follows the rules?
Charlie’s company finally did something right — granting each employee a $3,000 wellness stipend to pursue self-improvement hobbies and interests. So he decides to use it to get in shape! But when 100% of his stipend is mistakenly allocated to a women’s gym, Charlie is out of luck. That is, until the gym’s owner surprisingly allows him to join, even as a man. But how will he ever fit in?
This 26-chapter, 51,000-word novel is available in its entirety for Kindle -- and now Paperback!! The first few chapters will be shared here as samples. Hope you all enjoy! :)
Mike had always been proud of his long hair. It had taken him all of high school to grow it out and he loved the way it flowed down to the middle of high back in thick waves. When he got accepted into college, he was excited to start a new chapter in his life and find his true personality, knowing that his long hair would be a part of his identity.
As a young boy, Jeremy had always been fascinated by the way his mother styled her hair. She had long, flowing locks that she would straighten and curl to perfection, often spending hours in front of the mirror to get the perfect look. Jeremy always envied her hair and makeup and wished he could do the same, a feeling he made sure to keep bottled up.
Ursula
makes a visit to the local market to obtain cloth, educating Zakaros
in the process. Later, almost all the company travel to a nearby
barracks to show off some of their fighting skills, but are hampered
by afternoon storms. Graf Nuel puts in an unexpected appearance and
is impressed by what he sees.
Cover photo by Jonatan Pie. Downloaded from Unsplash
Marcia is seventeen, and along with Darryl, has moved south in Alaska to attend the Anchorage campus of the Alaska State University. She wants to pursue her dream, but will it pursue her instead?
Once
Darryl and Marcia left, Mage and Chet collected the gifts that they
had insisted they would put away, and took them to a shed at the
corner of the property. After, since they
were nearby,
they walked to a building that was being erected. It was hidden
behind one of the many gravel glacial moraines that abounded in the
area.
Echoes of the Past 3
Being a mother is the best thing in the world, but nothing prepares you for it
What do you do when your son is different from other boys?
What do you do when he does not want to be older?
What do you do when he does not want to be a boy?
What do you do when he says you are not his mother?
"Granny, Granny, please tell us a story! Pretty please, Granny!" said nine year old Linda as she sat on the floor with her twin sister Julia.
They had on matching sky blue blouses and navy blue skorts which each had embroidered a red rose with green stem and leaves as well as the first initial of their name. They both looked precious in their white knee socks and black Mary Jane's. Each of them looked intently at me with their deep blue eyes, resisting the temptation to twirl their long blonde hair in their fingers, since they loved my stories.
Before I could answer, Julia burst out, "Tell us a new one, Granny! Pretty, please!"
What if even an ordinary mortal could alter history? There are so many theories as to what time is and what it would mean if you could alter history and create an alternate timeline in a parallel universe.
Being interested in extreme Astrology and a technician I have always rejected such theories, just until I woke up in HER bed and found myself changed ...
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