Ethereal Stories

The cool air moved as she crept into the room. Inky darkness precluded the ability to see, but the vision of her tousled crimson locks was vivid in his mind’s eye—a sight that took up residence there years ago when she first touched him. She glided noiselessly until she reached his bed. What would she demand this time? Suddenly, he felt her breath on his neck as she whispered, “I need you inside me.” His body quivered as...

The vast lawn at the back of the house stretches to a forest of trees. The aroma of spicy magnolias, conversations between crickets, and the crescent moon pouring into the open door. Isabella sits, curled on a chair beside the door, the midnight air sticky sweet. She loves it. Being home. But this heaven has a price, and she wonders if all heavens do. The cost for this place is time. Making money for a house she’s rarely...

Your name is like love whispered on a dying wind That travels the long distance from my lips to your heart Caressing your skin and embracing your form Keeping you safe in a bubble of ethereal adoration. I hope it's enough, it helps me endure The vast separation, I'm not even sure How you feel. But here's the deal - You have me I hope you want me.