love

All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.

An Eventful Evening at Shepheard's
Barb felt as if she’d been staring at this ancient inscription for decades, even if it had only been days on the project. Now, thanks to another papyrus she found in the library, the story was beginning to unfold. It told of a young prince and a cat. Barb found this aspect particularly odd. She must be translating it wrong. She stared intently at the hieroglyphs in front of her. She traced her fingers over the lines, examining their meaning again.
By Ronna Kay5 years ago in Humans
The Butterfly Effect
The Butterfly Effect We were patiently waiting to be seated. He was about 2 inches taller than me (not my usual type). I still hadn’t taken a full long glance at his face but from the few glimpses i had and the current view from the side of my eye, I’d give him a 6; A solid 6 out of 10. I don’t want to toot my own horn but I am often referred to with terms such as “dime piece”, “baddie”, and “beauty without a beast”. I don’t even usually do these kind of things (dating and boyfriends) because I just don’t believe in love or soul mates. I just keep it casual.
By Michel5 years ago in Humans
Never alone, but never really together either
It was at a flatshare party, on a balmy summer night, and we were standing on the balcony. She, in her late 20s, a good friend, nice to everyone, usually in a good mood, with what you might call charisma. Always with people around her, probably admired by many. Now, a good bit after midnight and a few beers, she started talking.
By AddictiveWritings5 years ago in Humans
It's stupid right?
I recently got out of a relationship, it didn't hurt at all. Maybe because I ended it, maybe because for me it was over for a while before I got the courage to end it. Or, maybe it'll hit me like a tonne of bricks in a few weeks and crush me. Maybe I was stupid right?
By MM5 years ago in Humans
When in Vegas II
Sylvie looked carefully around the casino, suddenly feeling very exposed and vulnerable with more cash than she’d ever even seen in one place. Once she was certain that Mr. Swanson wasn’t coming back, she slipped the envelope of hundred-dollar bills into her black clutch and slid out of the booth herself. Keeping a nervous eye on the people around her, she got out of the MGM Grand in a hurry.
By Justine Klavon5 years ago in Humans
My Dream Date; My Forever Date
"Dream Date” Grand Rising, my love, It’s our first anniversary, and I can’t help reminiscing about our first date that took us 3 weeks to plan due to the restrictions of Covid-19! I was so looking forward to an evening out with you! I felt full of life, whole, beautiful, and worthy after not being able to dress up and go out of the house for an entire year. The evening of our first real face-to-face conversation reminded me of a time when we were carefree, just doing whatever we wanted to do whenever we wanted to do it pre-COVID. Now, I can't believe we're here, you're finally here with me. I feel like it’s us against the world—life is funny like that huh? Babe, dinner looks amazing, and you've made all my favorites, but I don't want to eat just yet. I just want to focus on staying in this very moment in time with you cozied up next to me—is that okay love?
By Glynis Ilyas5 years ago in Humans
You Bring the Wine
One thing that you will learn as you get older is that young love, and first love, while both romantic and very satisfying, are not the only kinds of love. They are not the only kinds of romance. When they happen, it is wonderful, and then life moves on. Not every love story stay happy, ever after.
By Michael Van Haney5 years ago in Humans
So Many Choices... so I say choose them all!
I would have to say that a big part of this challenge was having to choose from all the amazing movies and series that I have added to my collection of favorites over the years.
By Tamara Dahlberg5 years ago in Humans
Together We Are Gold
"Good evening, ma'am. How can I help you?" The doorman of the luxurious building is an older man, probably uninterested in movies targeted to a teenage audience. He doesn't recognize me. Usually, that is a relief: I'm a renowned enough actress, so every drop of anonymity I can find gives me respite from a life in the spotlight. But tonight, that hint of anonymity makes me feel small.
By Adriana M5 years ago in Humans
In My Dreams
High school was the worst four years of my life. Back then, all of my problems felt like they could be blamed on hormonal teenage bullshit: I was overly emotional because of the hormones, I had toxic mood swings because of the hormones, I gained weight because of the hormones, I thought about suicide because of the hormones.
By Amanda Starks5 years ago in Humans
Cadavers and Cocktails
Glad her cheeks weren’t more exposed to the whipping wind, Pollyanna Whittier pressed on. The steep climb up these rocky hills was familiar. Having covered nearly seven miles over three peaks, the girl should have been exhausted. Her ardor and her speed fogged her goggles. She approached the next bit of sign, crouched to inspect the prints, and to make herself as small as possible. With her head tucked, and her back to the powerful winter winds of the White Mountains, she took off her hood, removed her goggles, and pulled her balaclava down enough so that she could expel some of the heat her bundled body urgently needed to exhaust. As she cooled herself, she tucked away her goggles into her armpit, where they instantly iced over with frozen fog. She intended to warm and dry them with her body heat. The cool of the goggle's icy lens and frozen foam gasket felt good against her hot core.
By Matt Keating5 years ago in Humans
A Memory Of Love
“I don’t know Cyn, It just feels like it hasn’t been long enough” Steve said. “Stevie listen, It has been 2 years since Mary died” Cynthia responded. She had a very mother like tone in her voice, stern but soft and caring. She wrapped her arms around her big brothers neck and looked at him the way you would a sad child. “I loved Mary too, but you have to let go and move on'' She said “You have to find a way to be happy again” Cynthia hugged him tightly. He felt warm and safe. Since Marys car accident, the only time he ever felt warm and safe was when Cynthia was around him. “Ok Cyn,” He said reluctantly “I’ll give it a shot, call her and set it up.” “Yay!” She exclaimed, almost jumping up and down. She kissed him on the cheek. “You two are going to be so cute together!”
By Aaron Moore5 years ago in Humans