Love
Friendship
Friendship is a gift human beings have the honor of sharing with one another. Constructed over days, weeks, months, or years, it is a bond we create as a safe place to share emotions, secrets, desires and truths. Although breakable, friendship is a tether to moments in time that drift with every passing second. Enjoy the moments. Cherish your friends. Take nothing for granted.
By Kale Sinclair4 months ago in Fiction
Wanna Be Yours
Oliver walked down Celeste’s duchy garden. It was evening, the sun setting creating a serene glow. He listened for the sounds of paint. Brushes moving against a board. His eyes fall onto a very familiar sight. The late Duke’s daughter, Milan. His eyes trail over her long brown hair. Her sun-kissed brown skin. The way her delicate fingers held the paint brush.
By Hazel Rivers4 months ago in Fiction
Benjamin Brady & the Grand Affair
“Hey Lilah!” Ben called as he crossed the parking lot in three easy steps. Did I remember him? Barely. Last time I saw him, he had seemed like such a little kid. Now he was definitely not. The beauty of his face and his developed muscles caught me off guard almost as much as the hug he swept me up into.
By Leah Suzanne Dewey4 months ago in Fiction
Kely, the Fool's Initiation. Content Warning.
1- The Birth of Passion Facing my bathroom mirror lit by a spring sun, I contemplated my body while applying a moisturizer, running my hands over the muscles of my calves and then my thighs, rising toward my stomach and chest.
By CECILE HEBELLE4 months ago in Fiction
The Devil's Eyes. Content Warning.
She did her best to wipe the sleep from her eyes as she stepped out of her car into the brisk evening air. She paused for a moment to admire the beauty of the moon before dragging her heavy body to the front door. With just a bit too much force, she shoved the key into the lock and noticed the house was strangely quiet. As she pushed the door open, she dropped her keys and bags onto the floor to try to better grasp the image in front of her. Her mouth went dry, and her eyes started to turn wet.
By Leah Suzanne Dewey4 months ago in Fiction



