Angela Denise Fortner Roberts
Bio
I have been writing since I was nine years old. My favorite subjects include historical romance, contemporary romance, and horror.
Stories (289/0)
Cookies and Cream
"I know it ain't much, but it's the best I could do." Andre sounded apologetic as he led me through the small house. "I like it," I told him. "It looks snug and cozy." I knew that as a day laborer, he'd have to put aside a substantial amount from his meager salary to make the payments, and that realization filled me with new appreciation of his devotion and determination.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts2 years ago in Filthy
Dixieland Delight
"What's wrong?" asked Bobby Joe. "You act like you ain't happy to see me." "It ain't that," said Betty Sue. "I do like you, Bobby Joe. It's just that we can't never be together again like we were Saturday. It just ain't right. I'm married."
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts2 years ago in Filthy
My Southern Gentleman
The funeral was scheduled for several days later. December felt like an automaton as she manned the telephone during the flood of relatives and acquaintances who called. She'd had no idea that so many people had known and loved her father.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts2 years ago in Fiction
My Southern Gentleman 3
Damian parked the car and went around to the backseat, where his daughter still slept peacefully in her car seat. Very carefully, so as not to awaken her, he took the carrier out of its base, and he and December walked to the front door.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts2 years ago in Filthy
Reunited After 25 Years 59
Andrea wasn't quite ready to be released from the hospital when her milk came in. Several days after Daisy's birth, she awakened one morning to find that her breasts were uncomfortably swollen and the right one was leaking a clear, whitish fluid. "Can't I just hold her to feed her?" she asked the nurse.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts2 years ago in Filthy
My Southern Gentleman 6
December slept in her husband's arms that night, awakening to nurse Violet at the usual time the following morning. While she was doing so, Damian called his family at the motel to make plans for the day, then returned to the bedroom to talk to his wife.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts2 years ago in Filthy
