Due to some illness, I haven't been able to really write any new material... however, I always have a few things in my archives, so I figured I'd give ya'll all a little to read to maybe hold you over for a bit... This was actually a short-story challenge that I wrote for the FantasyFic Board during the All-Star Game... It was going to be a couple parts, but I haven't gotten that far with it.
It's loaded with Adult Content. Enjoy.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
After Hours - Patrick Kaleta
Incubus had a little help in writing this one... fairly sure our character, Jacey, is a rebel girl...
Kaleta, Playoff Warrior
And this picture was too good not to just post. :o)
After Hours-Special
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Help Me Remember - Mike Richards One-Shot
Help Me Remember
I know that
you're leavin'
As soon as the sun
Comes through the window
There's no talking this over
The damage is done
There's just too much hurt
Too much to forgive
Oh, but we both know
We weren’t always like this
Help me remember
The way that we used to be
When nothin' else mattered
"cause you were lovin' me
Just for the night, one last time
One more good memory
When I look back
That's what I wanna see
Oh, help me remember
Those days that were so good
Those nights that we held
Held on forever
When we weren't pretenders
We were as real as we felt
Oh, I don't want to fight anymore
Don't want the last thing I hear tonight
To be a slammin' door
Baby, let it be like before
This could be the last time
I look in your eyes
-- Rascal Flatts
As soon as the sun
Comes through the window
There's no talking this over
The damage is done
There's just too much hurt
Too much to forgive
Oh, but we both know
We weren’t always like this
Help me remember
The way that we used to be
When nothin' else mattered
"cause you were lovin' me
Just for the night, one last time
One more good memory
When I look back
That's what I wanna see
Oh, help me remember
Those days that were so good
Those nights that we held
Held on forever
When we weren't pretenders
We were as real as we felt
Oh, I don't want to fight anymore
Don't want the last thing I hear tonight
To be a slammin' door
Baby, let it be like before
This could be the last time
I look in your eyes
-- Rascal Flatts
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