“Thank you for coming,” I said to a customer before closing the door after a gruelling first day. After cashing up, I sat on the stool where customers fitted shoes, then looked around. My lips curled as I admired the shiny shoes, amazed at what I had accomplished.
I left Franklin at age 16 in search of the Hollywood dream. My drama teacher said numerous times that I was good enough to make it, and I always got a standing ovation at the school plays. The only thing that kept me in that small town for that long was Mom. She worked hard …
My teeth chattered, and I tucked my head in between my raised shoulders as a gale almost blew me over. Maybe walking around the city in December wasn’t the best idea. I had gotten fed up with being indoors because of the miserable weather and needed to get out.
It’s been a year of growth and an introduction of new products for Erotica Lust in 2021. Not only did I start an Erotica Lust Podcast, but September was the debut of my erotic suspense novel, My Wife and Girlfriend. I published short stories and articles every Friday
My phone beeped during a meeting with a client. I didn’t check it, but my gut told me that it wasn’t anything good. After the meeting, I closed my eyes and lowered my chin after reading it. Matt had called it quits on our relationship. I don’t know why that surprised me. After all, he …
There I was yet again, sitting at a bar downing one shot after the other. I looked at the mirror behind the barman and saw that I had put on quite a bit of dark mascara. My black hair looked slightly dishevelled, but it complemented my pale skin. The black leather skirt exposed most of …
Zedd tried to get Bianca off his mind by telling himself, ‘That’s my best friend’s girl. I can’t be thinking about her this way,’ but he couldn’t help himself. Tyler’s heartbeat gained momentum as he thought about going into the field again. For the last three months
I buttered the last roll and ate it, but my stomach rumbled to tell me that wasn’t enough. My last meal was the day before, just before the eviction notice arrived. I had until the end of the week to move out. As much as I wanted to blame my landlord, I had to take …
I sighed as I slumped into my chair at eight am. My usual routine was getting up at five and writing for several hours. I couldn’t remember the last time I had done that. I looked at my bookshelf and saw my New York Times best-selling novel. It was five years since I published that …
“You’re still here?” asked Fredricks when he walked past my office at 9 pm. “I’ve got some things to finish off.” “Lucinda, it’s Friday night. Take a load off.” I smiled and looked down, then nodded. Working at a law firm had taken up most of my time. I loved my work, so I buried …