Adult Writers Den

My Japanese Love Part 9: Alicia’s woes In the days that followed I began to imagine what my child would be. It’s nice to know that in all the chaos that has happened in my[…]

Translated From The Memoirs Of Caterine DuMont: (Marseille France, 1926-) I always find myself thinking about the warm evenings here, how the sun always coincides with everything that is Marseille…my city of light. It seems[…]

Chapter one The Merchant’s Home I watched the merchant’s home from two houses away. The large gargoyle I was hiding behind was more than big enough to hide me. I watched as the door opened[…]

Rita Morris was a making a shopping list when her husband Colin called for the fourth time in a week and said that he'd be coming home late from work, which was really beginning to[…]

“Kids, breakfast is ready!” the typical wake-up call from our mother on a summer day. Being the eldest, I would often be the one first to take up the courage to wake-up and leave my[…]

Virgin Farm part 1 Authors note: this was written one night before I went to sleep, it contains no hard-core action as it is only a lead up to the next part, please feel free[…]

Erica Fry thought long and hard before making up her mind to go inside. Nervously she waited for the receptionist to finish up with a middle aged lady who was then ushered away to what[…]

Lyn and myself are enjoying a nice well deserved trip around Australia, and had been on the road for a few weeks when we pulled into a nice secluded campsite alongside a large rock out[…]

Andrea Patterson checked her daily planner and pulled out Millie Evans file. She opened it up and scanned over it quickly, making a few notes on a yellow legal pad she had on her large[…]

When Mike woke up Tuesday morning, with Candy in the bed next to him sleeping heavily, he grinned. Today Zoë got back into town. He checked the alarm clock (6:34) before turning over and looking[…]

I awoke a week later, at 6am to find my house empty. My mother must have left during the night.  Tomorrow, Monday was football tryouts. This meant I would have to go get cleats, under[…]

It had been a long day in Miami. The mall was new, there were few customers, and the shoe store where Andrea worked was at the end of a side corridor where few shoppers ventured.[…]

I have returned home for the first time in four years. My parents were delighted to see me, but I could sense that neither of them, especially my dad has forgiven me for breaking my[…]

NOTE: Sorry about the other part 3 thought I’d make it up to you guys and see if I can take the criticism and make a part 3 more fitting for this series. Bryce and[…]

Sis was laying out on the carpeted floor, her short, short baby blue athletic shorts on and a white t-shirt. I was giving her the massage that we had worked out a few years earlier[…]

I do not condone anything of what I've written this is not a guide. I will take liberty and poetic licence and make things up so don't say it can't be real. this involves young[…]