Oil of Roses Snakes Among the VinesChapter 27
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February 2nd, 2007, Thursday
Donna
“So, traitor ... how long have you been working for Vanson and Saenz?”
Bethany stared at Donna like she’d grown a second head.
“I ... I don’t know ... what...”
“Quit lying,” Jason said, grabbing Bethany by the hair, tightening his grip and bringing tears to her eyes.
“What do you think Sebastien’s going to do when we report my suspicions to him?” Donna said.
“He ... he won’t... ‘‘
“Cunt, he’s going to examine your financials, everything, looking for proof,” Donna snarled. “I’m thinking he’ll find plenty of it.”
Bethany began to sob.
“Goddamn, I wish Nocturnia was here,” Donna murmured.
Ashley came over.
“Need some persuasive arguments, Milady?”
“Yes...”
“I got this...”
Ashley leaned down close to Bethany.
“Nocturnia told me all about her conversation with you. You don’t start talking, stop this crying shit, she’s going to cut off your breast, give it to ‘Llita to cook, then she’ll make you eat it...”
Bethany tried to pull away, to curl into a ball, but Jason and Donna’s hold on her made that difficult.
“Be a shame to lose breasts like yours,” Ashley said.
“I ... I ... do work for them...” Bethany sobbed. “I ... didn’t ... I didn’t love Sebastien ... not when I started ... but ... we were together so long ... I...”
“What are they paying you?” Donna asked.
“Let’s give her a minute, let her get herself under control,” Jason said, relaxing his grip on her hair. “Any Kleenex in this place?”
A half-hour later Donna said, “So ... what are they paying you?”
“They paid for everything...” Bethany replied. “They set me up in business, the money coming through shell companies. It all started when I was still in college. My family ... things went bad for them, financially. They were friends of Emil Vanson, not in Society although they played in private from time to time. Emil saw an opportunity and bailed them out. I was their collateral. Vanson paid for the rest of my education. Sometime between then and my graduation, Sebastien started making a name for himself.
“After graduation, House Vanson ordered me to put myself in Sebastien’s way ... everybody knows his preference in women. The House provided enough money for my start in the hospitality business, I have the training and I have a knack for it, and ... I made sure Sebastien found me fascinating. The rest just ... happened. I didn’t love Sebastien at first, I mean, God, he’s an arrogant prick who uses people like toilet paper ... but eventually I did fall for him. Everything was fine.
“Until he got serious about taking the thrones,” Bethany continued. “That’s when I got reminded of my obligations ... and of House Vanson’s ability to ruin my parents ... they have the evidence to send my folks to jail for some ... stuff.”
“What stuff?” Donna demanded.
“Does that stuff have anything to do with this, you and Sebastien?” Jason asked, waving Donna back.
“No...”
“Donna, let her keep her parents’ secrets,” Jason said.
“Yes Sir,” Donna replied. She fought the urge to smile. She was so proud of him.
“The stuff ... I won’t get specific, but there was a lot of shady financial doings,” Bethany said. “So, what now?”
“We can discuss that later,” Jason said. “We’re going to have to talk about it.”
Jason
“We have to tell Sebastien,” he said.
Around Jason were Donna, Abby, Lizzy, Yan, Susan, Jackie, and Lisa.
“Do you?” Jackie asked. “Not arguing the point, just asking.”
“How much do you hate these two assholes running Dallas? You could make sure Sebastien’s never a threat to them,” Yan said. “You could hold this over Bethany’s head, return her to Sebastien, blackmail her ... and in so doing ruin his chances forever. If he takes her back, even as a submissive house slut, she’s an anchor around his neck. His poor judgment in selecting her is going to be hard for him to shake. Might Vanson and Saenz be grateful?”
“I’m not sure she could keep her secret from him after it’s already been discovered by you,” Susan said. “She strikes me as the kind of person who can only keep it together so long as she believes she can’t be caught ... once she has been, she won’t be able to carry it off.”
“Well, there goes a potentially lucrative situation,” Yan said, chuckling.
“I could be wrong...” Susan said.
“Yeah, but I don’t want to bet on it,” Jason said.
“Look, no matter what you do from here,” Lisa said, “you own the bitch. You can out her to Society, you can tell Vanson and Saenz she spilled her guts and they’ll ruin her family ... you’ve got the cunt by the short hairs.”
“God, I really don’t want to be that person...” Jason said.
“I understand,” Jackie said. “But this is the game ... this is the world you live in ... while you don’t have to use the options, you damn well have to see them and consider them.”
“If we tell Sebastien all this, what’s his likely reaction?” Donna said.
“He’ll dump her like a tub of rancid yogurt,” Yan chuckled. “The servants talk, so he can’t even bring her back and torture her fat ass. Word would get out and while yeah, he might pick up some support for giving her what she deserves, he’ll lose more from people believing he’s soft and is going easy on her.”
“Yeah,” Donna said. “Their relationship was solid and deep ... before she fucked up.”
“Is there a way we could call the mainland from here? Pretty sure our cell phones won’t cut it from inside this panic room,” Jason said.
Parker
“Well this is a fucking shitshow,” he said, looking at the bodies lined up on the beach, covered with sheets.
“Tod, let the folks in the house and guest lodge know we’re going to need some more time.”
“On it,” Tod replied, jogging up the path.
“How sure are we that’s all of them?” Nocturnia said, gesturing toward their prisoners. They were sitting under the trees, bound, and separated far enough from each other that they couldn’t talk among themselves.
“Not so sure that I’ll order Pika and his crew to stop looking,” Parker replied. “If there are any stragglers – and to be clear I don’t think there are – I have faith they can find them.”
“Enough faith you don’t send anyone else out looking?” Vincent said.
“Exactly,” Parker replied. “I am sorry for your losses...”
“They died doing their jobs, and House Plum Blossom will honor them,” Vincent said. “I am sorry for those you lost.”
“Well, I trust both our Houses will honor all our losses. How soon will your family doctor be here?”
“Next fifteen or twenty minutes,” Vincent replied. “I am not looking forward to my conversation with Madam Gao ... but whatever happens, it will be infinitely preferable to what would happen if I don’t call her promptly. I should go tend to that.”
“Yeah ... we’ve got some calls of our own to make ... so goddamn glad they’re going to be encrypted...”
Jason
“Fuuuuuuck...”
“Yeah,” Donna said. “Ready to give her the news?”
“No, but we’re going to anyway.”
A few minutes later, Bethany was on her knees in front of them.
“Bethany...” Jason said. “You and Sebastien are done.”
“I expected that, Sir.”
“He’s given you to us permanently, or you can use your safeword and leave Society. If he sees you take a position with any other House ever, he’ll expose you and your connections to House Vanson.”
“But that would mean they’d ruin my family...”
“Yeah,” Jason said, irritated at the interruption. “ He’s going to buy you out of your joint business ventures with him ... but...”
“If you go your own way,” Yan said, “he’ll buy you out for pennies on the dollar, and you’ll accept that price, or he’ll expose you.”
Bethany tightened her lips and tears flowed down her cheeks.
“If you stay with us, a total power exchange,” Yan continued, “you will give us those business interests, and he’ll pay what they’re worth.”
Bethany’s body shook with her quiet sobs.
“If you stay with us,” Donna said, “you’ll be using your talents for our benefit. To the outside world you’ll be the same businesswomen you’ve always been ... but you will. Be. Our. Property.”
“Literally and figuratively,” Abby said. “You will spend the rest of your life serving our House.”
“You will be treated as well as your behavior deserves,” Lizzy said. “Seriously step out of line and the consequences will be bad ... very bad.”
“You will be, until I say differently,” Jason said, “the lowest piece of shit in this House. You don’t have to answer to anyone but me, my spouses, concubine, your trainer, and Otter. We’ll turn you over to Nocturnia if you fail us.
“So, take your time, think it over. You can walk away. You’ll be much poorer but free. Or you can stay.”
“Thank you, Sir ... I will think about it.”
Bethany got up and headed toward the bathrooms.
Jason started to tremble.
“Calm down, you did fine, husband,” Yan said. “Relax ... you’re about to become more wealthy and acquire a hell of a financial manager.”
“You ... you really think so?”
“Jason,” Lisa said, climbing over the couch and sliding down behind him to hold him, “she’s not going to leave Society. She’s got too much emotionally invested in the game. She’s staying in, and she’ll enjoy it a lot more now that she doesn’t have to pretend to be something she really isn’t.”
“I agree,” Susan said. “In my opinion, for her this TPE thing isn’t slavery, it’s freedom.”
“I need a fucking drink...” Jason muttered.
Donna’s fingers snapped and in moment their bartender arrived with a snifter of Grand Marnier.
“Thank you, Ryley,” Jason said, taking his drink.
“Most welcome, Sir.”
He sipped it.
“I’m also ... goddamn it, what’s happening outside?”
“They’ll tell us when they’re through,” Donna said. “Tod said they’re cleaning up. That could take a while.”
Parker
“Sue, what have you got for me?”
Nocturnia wiped sweat from her forehead with a bloody rag.
“They’re all pathetically eager to talk. Didn’t feed any of them cues, they all have the same story.”
“What about that?” Parker pointed to the bloody rag.
“One of them confessed and then got mouthy,” Nocturnia replied, “so I beat the fuck out of her.”
“So ... their stories match. What’s the story?”
“Somebody in House Maxwell let it leak that Mistress Maxwell was sending presents to our kids, and those presents were being delivered here. With the prices on the kids’ heads, this bunch decided they could make some easy money. They’re all merc-wannabes, none of them good enough to get in with any reputable private military contractors. Dangerous, but not overly so.”
“They have any idea what we’re going to do with them?”
“No ... they’re pretty sure they’ll be handed over to the cops. One prick offered to come to work for us if we didn’t have him arrested.”
“How sea-worthy is their ship?”
“Cameron says the controls are ruined so she’s gonna need a tow, but they’ve got some zodiacs that can do the job.”
“Pretty soon we’re going to have another boat arriving, legitimately from Maxwell ... we need to get this shit cleaned up and out of sight.”
“I want the job,” Nocturnia said.
“You got it and I never want to know what you do.”
In a little under thirty minutes, with some hard work, the little cargo ship – a converted surplus LCM-8 landing craft named ‘Tracie’ – was loaded with bodies and the prisoners. Tow lines were attached and a pair of Zodiac Medline-9’s began to pull it out toward international waters.
Parker stood on the little dock and gave a single wave to Nocturnia where she stood next to the bridge of the Tracie.
“Sometimes I can’t believe we willingly put our cocks anywhere near that woman,” Tod said from behind him.
“Yeah ... but come on, hardly the first psycho you’ve ever had in your bed...” Parker replied.
“True ... I wonder if the kids know just how crazy their game master and fuck-buddy is...”
“Oh, they know ... they also know she’d die before betraying them or failing to protect them,” Parker said.
“Kind of like having a rabid honey badger on a leash though...” Tod said.
“Oh, she’s not that bad. Seems I remember a girl ... what was her name...”
“Diana...”
“Yeah ... now she was a rabid honey badger and you didn’t have any leash on her at all.”
“Shut up, man,” Tod replied, grinning. “The sex was great...”
“She tried to kill you on three different occasions and robbed you blind...”
“Worth every scar and every penny...” Tod said. “It’s about time we give the all-clear.”
Jason
“Sir...” Parker said, “I am sorry we kept you in the bunker so long. I felt it best we get things squared away before the real shipment from Mistress Maxwell showed up.”
“That’s smart,” Jason agreed. “Could you clean it up so no one would know?”
“Yes Sir ... House Plum Blossom’s doctor is seeing to the wounded. The dead ... the dead and the prisoners are being taken out into international waters. Sue ... Nocturnia ... is dealing with them.”
“How many? Who’s injured? Who did we lose?” Jason asked, fighting to hold himself together.
“Fourteen injured, most of them bullet wounds of varying severity. We’ll know more once the doctor’s through with them. Most of them are from the house staff. Of our people ... Consuela’s seriously injured. Took one through her chest, punctured her lung. Drag is dead.”
Yan begin crying.
“All in all we’re confident there were twelve attackers, plus a crew of three on their boat, and we’ve accounted for them all. How many were wounded or dead doesn’t matter.
“Here’s how and why they showed up...”
“Jason ... I am so sorry...” Kari Maxwell said. “I didn’t think about this potentially endangering all of you...”
“Mistress Maxwell ... Kari ... don’t blame yourself. You had a nice idea, faithful members of your staff talked about it because there shouldn’t be any reason for them not to.”
Jason shook his head slowly.
“Shit happens. None of us hold any ill will toward you or any of your people.”
“Jason ... people are dead...”
“Yes they are ... and you aren’t to blame. House Nelson is to blame and sooner or later they’ll pay.”
“I am so sorry ... how can I make this right?”
“Kari, there’s nothing to make right. Plum Blossom is handling informing any family that needs notifying, they’ll be taken care of ... it’s ... well, it’s not okay, but none of it is on you.”
“You know she’s going to go overboard about this,” Yan muttered behind him and he waved her to silence.
“I just wanted you to know what happened. If you’re planning any further surprises...” and I really hope you aren’t, he thought, “use the number I gave you and talk with Parker about it. You can surprise us all you like, but don’t surprise our security.”
“Are you sure there’s nothing I can do...”
“Kari, we appreciate the thought ... I need to go now, talk with parents and such, but I wanted to call you first.”
After more of the same, he finally was able to hang up.
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January 21st, 2007, Saturday Dommi “So, were you planning on pulling me away for the night, or did Kendry make a deal with you?” Sebastien smiled, and Dommi understood once again just how strong his personal charisma could be. “Planned. Honey, Kendry couldn’t have offered me anything, including the throne of Dallas, to stop me from trying to drag you off for mad kinky adventures.” “And if I’d said ‘no’?” “I would have been disappointed ... and had to make do with the two other guys and...
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February 4th, 2007, Saturday – February 5th, 2007, Sunday Carol “Do you want to argue with her?” “Yes,” Dommi replied. “Then be my guest,” Carol said, as the two old friends walked around the mostly empty club. “Maybe you should talk with her, my little cherubic diplomat...” Dommi said. “No. If you want an argument with the senior Domme in our House, you’re going to be the one to make it happen. I’ll moderate, but you’re going to stick your butt in that buzzsaw, not me.” “The House...
January 27th, 2007, Friday – January 28th, 2007, Saturday Donna “But Sister,” Lizzy wailed, “I need to fuck ... can’t it wait?” “No, dear ... don’t worry, Brother will take care of you ... after.” “Lizzy, go on,” Jason said. “Sister Donna’s told you it’s time for you to be punished. Don’t make your sister wait or she might just leave you strapped to the bench.” Donna watched her sister Lizzy get to her feet and run to the spanking bench, getting into position. “I’ll be good, Sister,”...
February 1st, 2007, Wednesday – February 2nd, 2007, Thursday Helen Newton Knowing the story hadn’t prepared her for seeing the three of them tell the story, faces blank and voices flat. Helen had scant experience with PTSD, but she was willing to bet anything that would be part of the diagnosis for Jason, Donna, and Abby. She’d run back to the guest lodge, going all out, trying to pound those expressions and voices out of her mind. “This ... this is what I meant...” Pika said, pulling up...
January 19th, 2007, Thursday Abby “So, you really don’t mind...” “Honey, I not only don’t mind, I think it’s a marvelous idea,” Donna said. “You should pursue an education as far as you wish.” “I feel the same,” Yan said. “What universities are you considering?” “It is very early in the game to think of higher education,” Abby replied, smiling. “I will require a lot of tutoring to even get a GED.” “And you’ll get all the tutoring you need,” Jason mumbled, still very much out of...
January 28th, 2007, Saturday Yan “A call for you, Mistress.” Yan accepted the encrypted sat phone. “Yes? This is Gao Yan...” “Hello, granddaughter, how are you?” “Very happy, Grandmother.” “Wonderful,” Madam Gao replied and Yan could hear the joy in her grandmother’s voice. “I am so pleased you found a good match. So as to children...” “Grandmother, it’s a little early in things, even for you. We’re not even married yet.” “Yes, and about that...” “No, we haven’t discussed it. I...
January 31st, 2007, Tuesday Helen Newton Her sister’s call had surprised her ... mostly because Helen hadn’t expected her brother-in-law to get too much exercise on the honeymoon outside the bedroom. His commitment boded well for his training. The rest of the ‘surprise factor’ had been Donna wanting to start his training during their honeymoon. Of course, Helen realized they had good reason to want training to start this soon. She had phoned Hau’oli Mala and given them her arrival time,...
January 20th, 2007, Friday Nick Philouma “I want the two of you out of here. I want you somewhere safe. And somewhere the Feds can’t find you.” “Three of us,” Gianetta Philouma reminded him. “The three of you, then,” Nick said, briefly smiling. “No,” his lover Randy said. “I agree,” Gianetta said. “No. We’re not leaving.” “Have either of you considered I command big burly men who will carry you if necessary?” “Bring them on,” Randy said. “Between Gia and I, well ... she’ll hurt them...
January 23nd, 2007, Monday Emily De Jesus, Federal Prosecutor in Charge of the Western District “Listen, Miz De Haysoos,” Mike Vaughn, Homeland Security Director of the Western District said, “two goddamn terrorist attacks in the capitol of Texas in a two month span is ridiculous. You have a goddamn problem and your law enforcement ain’t doing shit about ‘em so far!” “First, get your fists off my desk, Mr. Vaughn. Second, you spit when you speak so back up. Third, consider breath mints....
January 27th, 2007, Friday Harry “Who’s on my bladder?” he muttered. “Oops, that would be me,” Kelly said. “Bathroom trip?” “Yes, my love.” Harry watched her roll out of bed and run her hands through her natural. “Goddamn you’re beautiful...” “Thank you, Sir. You’re very handsome, Sir.” “Even if I believed that,” he said, taking her arm and rising, “it’s nothing compared to the three of you.” “As you say, Sir. I shan’t argue.” “Good ... I’d hate to paddle that ass this early in the...
January 24th, 2007, Tuesday – January 25th, 2007, Wednesday Kendry She watched Eddie sleep. This wasn’t the way things were supposed to go. Home – and Dominique’s had been home longer than the house Eddie had bought, or Chorale South – was supposed to be safe. But it wasn’t like anything had gone the way it was supposed to in a very long time. She’d found love and a family, but not like Kendry had ever imagined it would be. Every time Tamara was kind to Kendry, much less encouraged her...
February 1st, 2007, Wednesday Yan “Good idea...” Yan said around a mouthful of ice cream and strawberry syrup. “Hard to go wrong with ice cream,” Jason said. Yan watched him go somewhere else as he fell into a thousand mile stare. She was patient, enjoying her ice cream, letting him be wherever he’d gone to. When he blinked and smiled and refused to meet her gaze, she said, “So, where were you?” “Uh ... well ... whenever Mom ... was inappropriate ... she’d apologize over sundaes. And...
January 25th, 2007, Wednesday Gianetta ‘Jan’ Philouma nee Bruno “Carlos, where’s my sister-in-law?” she asked. “I believe she is ... uh... ‘patrolling the perimeter’, Senora.” “Please send someone to ... never mind. I’m sure...” “Hey, Jan,” Paula Philouma said as she walked in. “Heard you were looking for me.” Jan slowly rubbed her eyes, wishing she’d been able to sleep. “You’re sure he’s not dead?” Paula flowed into the chair next to her sister-in-law. “Positive, honey. If he was...
January 31st, 2007, Tuesday – February 1st, 2007, Wednesday Susan She watched the two of them tenderly and cautiously exploring each other. Jason was young enough – and honest enough – to admit he doesn’t know everything. Susan mentally thanked Abby and Donna again for nurturing that attitude. Moving closer, which earned a smile from Jason, she could hear them talk. “So, is this your clit or...” “It’s my clit, yes. Just a rather big one as clits go, far too small to be anything...
Even with the worries over the pain in Harry's lower back, the young women were feeling a sense of relief, an easing of the worry and fear they'd been living under since the attack. They were finally convinced that given time to heal, Harry was going to be okay. The men that had hurt him had been dealt with and no one had any doubt that Benjamin Sapperstein was living on borrowed time. Nicki'd gone to take a nap, so Carol and Kelly had wasted no time getting naked and falling into each...
Jen was seventeen years old, with long light brown hair falling to the small of her back. Her Asian background showed in her sexy body, her breasts considerably big for her small, lithe form. She was a lot like her mother, and her older sister, Sandra, who was also similar looking. At the moment, Jen was walking along the sidewalk, totally content with herself. After receiving a 4.0 GPA, she felt pretty good. Pausing to look at her house, she decided to walk to the park. Opting for the long...
"My Beloved Harry, My Precious Carol, It's 3 AM and I have to go. Please believe me when I say this is the hardest goodbye I've ever skipped out on. If I stayed to say it face-to-face, I'm not sure I could go. Know in your hearts I will see you again. Know in your hearts I will come home to you. My love is with you always, entwined with your souls, Margo" Carol awoke to the smell of coffee. Straightening her collar she walked into the kitchen to find Harry at the table. He stared...
Saturday 10/14/06 10:00 AM "Rise and shine, Master, Mistress, subbies galore!" rasped Dayna. "In two hours Dommi will be here to discuss scheduling." "She can fuckin' join us in bed," Carol said from under the covers. "So will Nancy Velacourt," Dayna continued. "She can definitely join us in bed," Harry said in a muffled voice. "Nope, she likes little oriental girls, you don't qualify," Dayna said. "Dammit." Harry's head came out from under the covers, and he grabbed a...
Patrick and Snake fight. Who will win? Love is worth fighting for, but will it give Patrick the edge? * Patrick slid on his bottom over the front of the car and into the front door as quietly as he could, Jerry followed. They crept stealthily down the hallway and towards the room that the voices were coming from. There seemed to be lot of shouting, loud deep voices kicking off, and the two men pushed the door that stood ajar to the room more open and slipped inside. The scene that was in...
On the way home the main thing that could be heard was the CD players in both of the trucks doing what they were supposed to be doing. Challa’s truck pulled off ahead of me and I heard Randy Travis talking about “I’m Going Love You Forever and Forever, Amen”. While the CD player in my truck was working The Dramatics CD, “The Dramatic Jackpot”. I was listening to “Me, Myself, & I”. I was truly lost in my own thoughts about how folks would take to these birds becoming part of our tribe....
Introduction: Some dirty sex fun I had recently. The Adventures of Ann: This Adventure is Titled Boats and Snakes The names in my story are not real to protect the innocent as well as the guilty parties involved. Hello, my name is Ann and I would love to share some of my adventures with everyone. I am a very happily married 56-year-old woman. It took me three marriages before I truly found happiness as well as pleasure. I will be sharing with you just what I had to endure and face until I...
This Adventure is Titled Boats and Snakes The names in my story are not real to protect the innocent as well as the guilty parties involved. Hello, my name is Ann and I would love to share some of my adventures with everyone. I am a very happily married 56-year-old woman. It took me three marriages before I truly found happiness as well as pleasure. I will be sharing with you just what I had to endure and face until I found my happiness. I have been married to my current husband Jack...
This is a romantic crime thriller which contains some romantic sex, some non consensual sex, some male on male violence, and a lot of very interesting and interacting characters, with some twists and turns in the story. I have tried to keep things as tasteful as I can, keeping in mind some peoples sensitivity. As with all my stories there is not always a nice tidy happy ending for everyone – life is just not like that. * Rachel felt very woozy as she looked down at the now nearly empty...
This is a romantic crime thriller which contains some romantic sex, some non consensual sex, some male on male violence, and a lot of very interesting and interacting characters, with some twists and turns in the story. I have tried to keep things as tasteful as I can, keeping in mind some peoples sensitivity. As with all my stories there is not always a nice tidy happy ending for everyone – life is just not like that. * Jerry walked leisurely down the road from where he had parked his car...
Dr. Margo Wohler-Sapperstein. What a joke, Margo thought to herself. All her life she had been driven by the will of her parents, driven to achieve, to excel, to succeed, to exceed. Even now, even after their deaths, she felt their cold hands on her life, steering her future from beyond the grave. They hadn't lived to see her move away from the family practice she loved into cosmetic surgery. But they'd planned it. They hadn't lived to see her marry Benjamin in what could only be...
January 1, 2007 Dayna She’d wanted to call the Grimes as soon as they were on their way back to the city, and then she’d looked at the time. Two-something Pacific Standard was after 4 in Chicago. Dayna had resolved to call them first thing when she woke up. She’d considered setting a wake-up call, but after the night they’d had... It felt to her like a walk of shame as they crossed the lobby. They’d left in their finery, and were coming back in ... well, Beebee hadn’t stinted on the...
All the characters have their part to play in this romantic crime thriller. Will Patrick escape from Snake and will Rachel go with him? As with all my stories there is not always a nice tidy happy ending for everyone — life is just not like that. * Rachel stared up at the man standing over her, the empty wine bottle in his hand. He was like her worst nightmare come true. Dark black eyes stared down at her with a mad kind of enjoyment, a cruel parody of a smile on his face did nothing to...
"What?! These three are matched in the three way battle?!" "Did I hear wrong? Right from the second round they are going to create such a ferocious fight?!" "But selection of participants is random. The judges won't cheat. This just must be these three's bad luck..." Remark after remark of disbelief resounded after Talhera summoned Silvia, Zax and Woren to the first fighting stage. "Zax", Don turned to him solemnly. "Don't be complacent like in the first round. Although Silvia...
Time is moving towards the escape, but now there are complications. Will Patrick and Rachel be reunited, or will Snake manage to continue to make their life hell. I hope you are enjoying this multi part 2 to Rattling Snakes Cage and the many colourful characters whos paths cross in this romantic crime thriller. * The noise in the D wing shower room was overpowering, with the roar of twenty or so showers thundering water onto old white tiles, and the deep cadence of naked prisoners talking...
This is a romantic crime thriller which contains some romantic sex, some non consensual sex, and some male on male violence, plus a lot of very interesting and interacting characters, with some twists and turns in the story. I have tried to keep things as tasteful as I can, keeping in mind some peoples sensitivity. As with all my stories there is not always a nice tidy happy ending for everyone – life is just not like that. * The passenger door suddenly opened on the car as Rachel sat at...
"Harry - Captain Thrust ... whoever the hell you are, don't you dare get in my way!" Tattie, the Duchess Turov, spat as she hauled the struggling Third Mate Bum into the house. "Wouldn't think of it, Duchess me darlin'," Thrust chortled. "Just try to leave me crewman in one piece when ye're through." "Oh, no worries there, Captain," she replied. "I won't do anything permanent." Her eyes snapped back to where Bum was scrambling along on all fours behind Turov's long-legged...
Love means gambling your freedom against the need to rescue the one you love. Patrick goes to liberate Rachel from Snake, whilst Tony, John and their friends storm down to the lab to set free the redheaded girl from the basement. Will they succeed? * Davy banged his fist on the wall that was between the inside of the van and the driver’s cab where Danny sat driving it slowly in the heavy traffic. He glanced behind him at Jerry and Patrick who sat balanced on the overturned motorbikes staring...
Late on Saturday afternoon Dave shifted into his job as one of the bartenders for the Circle. Just as he was ready for a first customer, Emma came racing up to the bar. She was alone and only wearing a monokini, unlike a few hours earlier when her parents and younger sister had visited and she was dressed conservatively. She extended her body over the bar and kissed Dave. “Thank you for being so nice to my parents and sister.” “Of course. They’re nice people. I take it they don’t know a...