IFor hours she had lain in a kind of gentle torpor, not unlike that sweet lassitude which masters one in the hush of a midsummer noon, when the heat seems to have silenced the very birds and ins...Full Article
It was autumn. Although still afternoon the journey had been spent peering at slowly moving red lights through clouds of condensing exhaust and the intermittent slip-slip of wipers. Now as she turned ...Full Article
Lisa gazed out over the Caribbean Sea, feeling the faint breeze against her face - eyes shut, the white sand warm between her bare toes. The place was beautiful beyond belief, but it was still unable ...Full Article
It happened because she was edgy and bursting. It was the first day you could really feel Spring approaching. It was that brief time in between seasons that she could feel something new happening, and...Full Article
Stacy was stuck. When she had arrived at the filming location shed been so shocked shed pretended everything was okay. And of course there was the little matter of the contract. It was, after all, her...Full Article
The big older Pontiac sped along eating up mile upon mile of highway. The driver slouched indolently behind the wheel, his left elbow resting comfortably on the car window fingers steadying the wheel ...Full Article
It was a bright sunny afternoon with a fresh breeze blowing from the northeast. The small sloop was making a series of very short tacking maneuvers as it made its way gingerly up the narrow channel. &...Full Article
Ugh! Stephanie Dwyer slammed her apartment door and stomped her foot. Creep! A picture fell off the wall and shattered. Water logged, droplets dripped from her nose, her hair, and her eyelashes, pooli...Full Article
We do not remember to have seen any translated specimens of the productions of M. de lAubepine -- a fact the less to be wondered at, as his very name is unknown to many of his own countrymen as well a...Full Article
IGood morning, Miss Lovill! said the young man, in the free manner usual with him toward pretty and inexperienced country girls. Agatha Pollin - the maiden addressed - instantl...Full Article
When William Marchmill had finished his inquiries for lodgings at the well-known watering-place of Solentsea in Upper Wessex, he returned to the hotel to find his wife. She, with the children, had ram...Full Article
