I was scarred for life. I got it from my ex-boyfriend, Keon when he was beating me. He had a knife in his hand and he wielded it at me, it caught me at the side of my eye. He punched me and I felt to the floor, stunned and bleeding when the police burst… Read More Scarred
I’m Elna, a Catholic school-girl and sexually active. My grandmother doesn’t know and none of my friends do either. When they talk about losing their virginity or abstaining until they get married, I keep quiet. I don’t say anything. The other day when one of them asked me, “So, are you going to wait until… Read More Elna’s Secret
The war was over. General Turpentine stood outside the door of his house. Inside were his wife and their children. Beneath his feet was soft fresh snow. It was still falling. The street and the houses covered with the white stuff made for a pretty postcard. The silence was welcoming. No more sounds of war. … Read More Home With the Family
“Go into the bedroom and look on the bed,” he told her. “Why?” He smiled. “Go and see for yourself.” She left the living-room and went into the bedroom. On the bed lay the most beautiful and expensive looking fur coat she had ever seen. She ran her fingers along it, thinking how thick and… Read More Freely Yours
He was on his way up to her flat when his cell rang. He thought of ignoring it but it could be urgent. It was. Bradley informed him that he was needed back in the office for the Adjournment Proceedings. “I’ll be right there,” he said, glancing at his watch. He had exactly half-hour to… Read More Broken Plans
They met at a function. He was there alone. Hiya was in New Delhi visiting her family. The woman whom had captivated him the moment he walked into the room and saw her was with a tall African man. Farhan watched her as she laughed and chatted with several people. She looked exquisite in the… Read More Farhan Meets Elida
In the living-room, the Windmill Waltzes CD was playing. I’m in the bed-room when Salvador walks in. Automatically, I cover my body although both the bedside lamps are off. I prefer to have the light off. I’m self-conscious about my body. I still can’t believe that a man with his looks and sex appeal would… Read More My Body
I was still stunned. I couldn’t believe it. I was pregnant. I did the Clear-blue pregnancy test while my grandmother was out. I was so nervous waiting for the results and when I saw it, I stared at it for a long time before I shoved the stuff into the pocket of my jeans. My… Read More Pregnant
Laird was on his way to have lunch with Embeth, his friend, the gallery owner and artist when he ran into old friend and retired judge, Gordon Camidge. “Oh, hello, Old Chap.” “Hello, Gordon.” “How are things with you?” “Fine, thank you. How are you? How are Rachel, the kids and grandkids?” “Oh, fine, fine. … Read More Laird Calls Martina
We have been seeing each other under the quiet. Holding hands when no one is around. Kissing in a dark corner so no one could see us. Avoid going to restaurants or places where we might run into his friends or heaven forbid, his family. I haven’t been to his place since his mother showed… Read More Ashamed
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