Category: Novel
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The Neighborhood Watchers – Chapter Two – Dirty Deliberations – Hot Wife or Hotwife?
The Neighborhood Watchers – A serialized novel about a voyeur husband, an exhibitionist Asian hotwife and the men in the neighborhood who spy on her and plan to take advantage of her sexy body that she so carelessly, or perhaps purposefully, exposes to them. Chapter Two – Dirty Deliberations – Hot Wife or Hotwife? With…
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Summoned chapter 1
Summoned 1 I was going more than ninety miles an hours and it was exhilarating. The sun was burning my dark black skin. The wind sliding past my dark black glasses twirling about in every corner of my dark black convertible 1961 Ferrari 250 GT. I’ve paid more than ten million dollars for this collectors…
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Summoned ch 2
Summoned 2 He forgot. The twisted mutherfucker forgot. I’m sitting here in a red Faviana evening gown and he forgot all about me. It took me days to find the perfect dress, the perfect shoes to go along with his perfect ring. The cool water of the pool looked inviting; I had planned the end…
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The Neighborhood Watchers – Chapter One – The Ultimatum
The Neighborhood Watchers – A serialized novel about a voyeur husband, an exhibitionist Asian hotwife and the men in the neighborhood who spy on her and plan to take advantage of the sexy body she so carelessly, or perhaps purposefully, exposes to them. Chapter One – The Ultimatum Thursday morning, with the temperature already in…
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Nothing Personal ch 2
Nothing Personal 2 He was a handsome man, smartly dressed, drinking a ginger ale or some sort of a white soda and he was looking at me from across the bar. I’ve never thought of having an affair outside of my marriage but I was having second thoughts at that moment. It wasn’t like my…
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The Tenth Night
“I would really like to help you Miss Jane but Mr Vanlian is not here,” the hotel receptionist was shooing me away but I stood my ground. I wasn’t going to let some minor technicality from seeing him. If Murad was in his suite then no one was going to keep me from my destiny.…
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The Ninth Night
I stood shivering from the blustery cold wind on a small desolate island. Both my hands were tied to the rocks on the beach. I was completely naked awaiting the arrival of Cetus, the sea monster. “Andromeda. Princess of the kingdom of Aethiopia,” Poseidon’s voice crackled above the clouds, overshadowing the sound of thunder and…
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The Eighth Night
I couldn’t sleep. I tossed and turned in bed all night thinking about what he had told me. How could that be? How could his sister be the owner of the largest dance club in New York? If Ayesha was the owner of Roxy then why the hell was he driving a cab? He has…
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The Seventh Night
“Would you like to go dancing?” He asked. Of course I would. It was 1985. Who doesn’t like to go dancing?! I loved to dance but I haven’t been to a club for years. The last time was after I graduated from college. And now Murad wants to take me dancing. “Sure,” I replied, “Why…
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The Sixth Night
He has been calling and I haven’t been answering. After that last debacle at Nicolas I was furious. Murad tried to apologize on our way back home but I would not hear any off it. I almost slammed the limousine door in his face before I ran to my apartment. He kept calling me up…