Series
Alpha, Romeo
"Please, you've got to help me. You've got to run." The stink of him was easier to tolerate on two legs. Human noses are weak. The sense was already fading. Scrunched in this awkward position, in the cramped dog crate for several hours, my only thought was getting free. "What... what happened to you?" he stammered. "No time to explain," I insisted, ignoring his abs, which, frankly, looked photoshopped on. "She'll be back any moment. We need to get out of here." The man hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He fumbled with the latch on the crate. I stumbled out, legs weak and stiff. I grabbed the man's arm for support, and pulled him towards the back door. We slipped out into the cool night air. I took a deep breath, and another. Glorious lungfuls of crisp, star-sprinkled freedom. We ran through the garden, grass damp under our bare feet. "Where are we going?" the man hissed. "Anywhere but here," I replied. "We need to find somewhere safe, somewhere she can't find us. Before she does it to you, too." I looked this way and that, glanced over my shoulder. I felt the urgency crackle off my skin and infect him. "Does what?" "The same thing she did to me..." I trailed off. How to explain without sounding insane? My mind raced. I couldn't go back to that life, no matter how much I loved her. Not after what had happened. I had to stay a Man. This was the only way to keep this resolve. Jealousy still burned in me, though. While I was crammed into a cage, this (alpha, Romeo, complete prat) was fucking my wife.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
251 Boots on the Ground
His boots trudged over grains of sand which began as boulders—monoliths of strength and bravado—each a memorial obelisk to some victory to come, envisioned by the ones who conscripted the marchers and fitted them into their boots. These memorials were meant to outlast the memories of soldiers and politicians, despots and leaders, wolves and sheep. Yet, memorials stand impermanently, worn down by the endless boots on the ground.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
The Flowers Died Today. Content Warning.
Part One The garden was beautiful that day - vivid, uplifting colors decorating the path to my parents' workshop. I always loved the intertwined scent of my mother's bouquets and my father's rustic furniture that would hit me even before I opened the doors.
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Fiction
The Wolf Witch - Prologue
Becky walks into the small narrow alleyway. It is silent except for the wild, cold, gushing wind. The area was the back entrance of a beauty parlour that Freda regularly attends. Becky sees her standing in the cold, alone, smoking a cigarette.
By Denise Larkin2 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of Love: The Next Challenge (Part 6)
Maya and Aryan’s engagement was the beginning of a new chapter, but as they settled into life at The Haven, they quickly realized that their journey was far from over. The mansion, though peaceful now, still held secrets—secrets that began to reveal themselves as they prepared for their wedding and the future ahead.
By Akash Deep2 years ago in Fiction
Where to Watch the Whole Yellowstone Series & Season 5 Part 2 Online
Many people really want to see the new season of Yellowstone on TV but they don't have cable. Yellowstone is about the Dutton family and their ranch in Montana. It's getting really exciting each season.
By Patrick Jr.2 years ago in Fiction
Shadow Market: The Price of Power. Episode 1. Content Warning.
Episode 1: The Reluctant Invitation Khan had always been a meticulous trader, his skills refined by years of market analysis and high-stakes decisions. This Thursday evening, however, his journey took a turn for the worse. A sudden storm had left him stranded on a deserted highway after his car broke down, the engine failing amidst the torrential rain.
By Kamran Khan2 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of Love (Part 4)
The morning after the storm was crisp and clear, the air in Rivermist lighter than it had been in years. The dark clouds that had loomed over the mansion for so long were gone, replaced by a soft, golden light that seemed to breathe new life into the old walls.
By Akash Deep2 years ago in Fiction









