Emily Dickinson: 158 books

Brave. Strong. Graceful. That was how Saki was raised to be. She was born into a samurai village, after all. Now, that village is in danger and knowing she cannot protect it, there is only one thing left for her to do, though there is enough time before that for one last sweet reverie…

Jasmine passed quickly through the doors of the Olde Saloon—as good a name as was needed for what was, after all, the only watering hole in Dead Paul's Drop. The business had been her father's and, by a stroke of fate or fortune, her father had died shortly before her sixteenth birthday. That had...

Claudia inhaled Lauren deeply. Lauren’s perfume, an exotic blend of spicy musk filled Claudia’s head. She felt as if she were floating above it all; intoxicated by this goddess in a way she’d never experienced before. Claudia licked her lips. Lauren smiled sensually. Lauren’s blue eyes sparkled...

Mishka dragged on a pair of boots and slammed the door behind her as she rushed down the steps and to her car parked in the driveway. This was just perfect. Not only was it raining, but she was already running half hour late. She sighed and checked her watch again, 3:33 pm….come on. This was her...

“Never have I ever wanted anything as much as you.” Even in her wildest imagination, Ava had never thought she would hear such words, especially not from her best friend, Cliff. While stranded in space in a tiny spacecraft built just for two, though, the words spill out and now, there is only one thing left to do – something more amazing than anything she ever imagined…

My characters Alice and Jake are friends that share a very special benefit. Their friendship spans two husbands for her, and three long term girlfriends for him. When they first met, Alice had just begun to experiment with having an open marriage. Jake was the first and only man she tried to...

This is a short gay erotic story. Adults only. This shouldn’t be happening, but I don’t want to stop it, either. Stopping it would be like stopping myself from breathing. And we all know what happens when you stop breathing, don’t we? That’s right. Everything stops. Name’s...

It was Friday and work was hectic, there were invoices showing up from every supplier and it seemed as if there was a major cash crisis in all these companies as I was getting calls from everyone asking about payments. It was too much to manage, finally I told Tina, my secretary, that I was not taking...

She turned and smiled, one eyebrow raised. “Well?” I stood there, contemplating what the first move should be. Naturally she took my hesitation as evidence of doubt. Her smile widened. Then she turned away with a flip of her hair. “Yeah, I knew you were all talk.” It had been like this since...

The night's misty rain and more than slight chill curiously kept many Portlanders home. Plus, it was on the naughty side of twilight. Those wanting rowdier action had long ago searched for their affairs in some strip club elsewhere or were stopping by Voodoo for a late-night pastry -- then finding...

That night I was alone in my home. No one of my friends was available to go out with me and grab some drinks. I was thinking should I go out alone and drink some cocktail or should I stay at home and watch some movie. Something inside me was telling me to go out, even if I’m alone. So, I just dress...

This year I decide to take just one week free from my work and to go to relax in a place where no one knows me. I usually want to disappear for some days and not say where I’m going or when I will come back. This time I did just that. I decide to go in a small town with a beautiful view of high...

“Great. Just great.” Paula looked out the window at the pouring rain and frowned. She had only taken her bicycle to her sister’s house, which was just a few blocks away from where she lived, hoping to get what her sister asked for and then get out. Apparently, the weather...

Desmond Blake (Sir Desmond, not that it made any difference to the rabble that were holding him) paced his tiny cell and waited to die. He certainly didn’t want to die, but there was no avoiding it this time. As a member of the Royalist forces, captured by a band of Cromwell’s stinking Puritan...