Torrential downpours had turned most basements in the city into wading pools. My subterranean sleeping quarters met the same fate. Providence saw to it that my collection of intimate items was among the wreckage. Frustration loomed heavy as sleep worked t...
Chapter Five Grace Remy Stewart was back in the saddle, and it felt really fucking good! Her return to work had improved her mood immensely. Though she was busier than ever trying to balance raising two kids under the age of two with being the COO of Stew...
The bonfire's smoky aroma permeated the crisp air as the wind howled ever so slightly. I found respite in a secret garden hidden in the woods. The trees sheltered me from the bone-chilling night as I took my rest on a large rock. Eerie sounds resonated th...
