Category Archives: Encounters
Fire Drill — Kris Winter
The fire alarm pierced the muggy darkness of the condo bedroom. Raising herself on her elbow, Alison saw it was 1:28 AM and slowly left her bed. She went to her front door and placed her hand on it, checking the temperature. It was no hotter than the rest of the place. This was probably [...]
And It Feels So Good — Donnie Magazino
She should have felt liberated. After nineteen years of lonely nights and uncomfortable mornings; Nineteen years of spats, silences, shared secrets and well-hidden lies; Nineteen years of unholy matrimony to a man whose bags, in the end, she couldn’t wait to help pack, Sophie should have celebrated the arrival of the divorce papers with a [...]
A Woman with Dark Auras Part Four — J. Kaval
Did you miss Part One, Two or Three of this sexy tale? Go here and read them first! Ratish has already collected ingredients for creating a spicy story such as characters with conflicting nature, befitting words and phrases for dialectical dialogue, and a couple of pictures for illustration. He needed only to arrange the raw materials [...]
A Woman with Dark Auras Part Three — J. Kaval
Did you miss Part One of this sexy tale? Go here and read it first! As a fiction writer Ratish has keenly observed the changes that have taken place at his home front within the last thirty days between the three of them: Radha, Sita, and he. It seemed to him that Kamadevan the God [...]
Life as I know it — Leah Adralene
I wasn’t supposed to be here, my father would kill me if he knew. But that’s what made it so DAMN hot. Brynt’s lips touch my neck and I shiver in the cold of the empty shed. I don’t want to take my clothes all the way off and I tell him so. He smirks [...]
A Woman with Dark Auras Part Two — J. Kaval
Did you miss Part One of this sexy tale? Go here and read it first! Ratish heard a thud and a scream. Terrified he turned around and found Sita lying flat on her back on the floor. He rushed to her. Her mouth emitted foam and froth. Her eyes were tightly closed. She was shivering [...]
Sixty-Four — Donnie Magazino