What if the greatest love story ever told was the wrong one?

With the music of our singing in the background, I looked at the church candles and thought about the surreal connection between images and memory. The peaceful and joyous candles flickering there during the Christmas...

I need you. Right now. Let me love you right here, please.

You’ve never really loved your wife, have you, Ridley?

Spilling a Secret What its size, will have varying consequences. It’s not possible to predict what will happen if you open the gunnysack, let the cat escape. A liberated feline might purr on your lap,...

Let me just unsubscribe to my own mind already, because I don’t get any of it.

When you walk,go different roads that take you nowhere,and see your world.

Am I in trouble? He chortled, “well, a bunch of not-so-friendly thugs were waiting to ambush you and blow up your apartment. If that doesn’t qualify as trouble, I don’t know what does.

Humph! A text message that said, ‘What’s up, sexy?’ You call that setting a mood? Love making takes place long before the bedroom—

Can we have breakfast now? No matter how sweet it is, a man can’t live on pussy alone.

You ruined me.

Maybe Duke was just the kind of person you don’t keep in your life, but the kind of person that changes your life forever.

Don’t be tricked by the verisimilitude into forgetting this is fiction!

It was his experience that life worked under the same guidelines as a capitalistic society. In order to get what you wanted, it was usually necessary to give up something in return. Sometimes gaining what...

I want to know what it feels like to kiss a guy. And you’ve had a lot of practice, so I know you’re a good kisser.Are you simultaneously complimenting me and calling me a whore?

Pissec approaches Pamela Geiger’s cubicle, itching in rhythm with her. He wants to ask her a question while Kalist is out of earshot. She’s not a grass, he’s sure, but stupid people die first.

Baumauer sits at home in silence in the evenings planning how to impress his rigidly strict father who’s in his late seventies, but who still enforces the same dynamic between himself and his three, guilt-ridden...

Everything was on television last night

In his arms, I slowly unfolded like a love note read in secret.

What’s a shiatsu?” It sounded like an unusual breed of dog.”I’m taking my shiatsu to the groomers this week to have it shampooed and blow-dried.And possibly beribboned.

Lucy: I don’t feel like talking about college. It increases my stress level.James: And increased stress levels lead to hair loss.Lucy: My head-hair volume is fine.James: You say that like I should be concerned about...

The only way, I thought to myself, that this could get any weirder would be if it turns out he has that dead body’s head on ice where in the basement, some ready for transplantation...

Milagra led Riona further into the room and away from me, directing the Queen’s attention elsewhere. I let her. Slicing the fae queen open probably wasn’t in our best interests at the moment. I could...

Take a table and I’ll join you in a second.’’When he walked away I did something I couldn’t be scolded for doing.I checked out his ass in his jeans and…that looked good.

Prior to her reading of the poem, light tears washed over him. He seemed to be leaking out moments that were, as far as he could tell, stored in physical parts of his body –...

The engine roared to life. He ran toward her. She shot our of her parking space. He rushed to the side of her car. “Stop it, Kristy! You’re overreacting! Let’s talk about this.” That was...

Happy now? That fiery enough for you?

Just give me more, better memories to replace the bad ones. I’ll be back to normal before we know it.

A black-haired bitch with man’s hands, widow Liza Van der Bruggenziltch-Finch makes all the important decisions. She is a power-hungry dominatrix. Orwell is her slave. (No one ever sees him.)

You don’t need a crown to be a Princess. You don’t even need a Prince. You just have to believe that you deserve to be treated like one. You have to believe in yourself and...

You may not mean to, but you do seem to look down your nose at many of us mere mortals muddling along down here. I feel as though you think everyone should be better than...

All I knew was that I couldn’t have him right now. It was impossible. Could I have him in a year? Two years? Five years? Ten years? I didn’t know. All I knew was that...

She had a hand on his belt, ready to show him exactly what she had in mind for the night, when he lowered to his knees between her legs, his hands spanning her ribs. Nervousness...

How I’d managed to sit still for the majority of the conversation and be controlled, without ripping my knickers off, throwing them over my head and swinging my bra around my fingers in a come...

It wasn’t playing both sides of the fence – it was betting against yourself but still playing to win – and it encapsulated everything absurd and paradoxical that I loved about the French.

Most of my dates had consisted of some guy trying to sweet-talk me while I silently prayed for an asteroid to crash into whatever diner we were at.

It only wakes up the burning desire I always feel whenever I’m close to this man and the shadows of my fears back away. — Skye

The Element of Surprise is their in every day,It’s when you wake up.

I cannot believe I have been duped, not once but twice. My three years gaining a degree in psychology was clearly a waste of time. I might as well have studied Klingon.

Honest dishonesty. That’s quite the oxymoron – but I like the originality that you’ve brought to bear in the art of rationalization. Maybe you should consider becoming a lawyer,” he added jokingly.

She sounded like she really meant it, and I wondered if I actually was standing here on the sidewalk with her, and not still asleep in my room.

Only men with intelligence, confidence and absolutely no empathy at all can progress upstairs.

Sometimes,you don’t wake up.But if you happento, you know thingswill never bethe same.

It’s funny how one life-changing event could make you forget what happiness felt like.

it’s not about what to think,it’s about how to think.

Turns out I’m not so easily broken.

Alexa’s heart jumped and skittered. She was at her favorite star’s concert. And he was holding her hand!

Shadows ran all around her and someone was talking to her but it was all just white noise. Goodbye solo she would never perform. Goodbye perfect night that never got the chance to end in...

I had never had a big opinion for myself. I had always thought I’d be a fuck up, that I’d be disappointed like always by life and people. But at this very moment, I knew...

With you and me, I don’t know what anything means. We’re pushing each other away and yet I don’t seem to be able to let you go.