Emily Dickinson: 227 books

He was a musician, a rock star. I was a singer, an operatic prima donna. I stepped from the bathroom, my naked body pale in the dark room. He had once told me I seemed to glow as an angel. An angel he said came down from heaven to save him. That had been before he married the groupie and I...

Juliet wasn't sure what to think. She had been married to Frederick, the next duke of Frinderly, for almost two weeks. Yet, their marriage had remained unconsummated. He had come to her chamber the first night. She had laid back like any other maid and waited for him. But, he couldn't seem to do whatever...

It had been a hugely successful wedding, one of the social events of the Season. Of course, with the bride being the only daughter of the Marquis of Reddington everyone who was excited had accepted an invitation. If it had just been the groom marrying some squire’s daughter, no one would have come,...

The bronze bell above the door chimed sweetly, lightly announcing a customer had entered. Jane quickly sat up, startled. Her book store usually didn't have many customers, especially not on Sunday evenings. She waited expectantly for the customer to come to her desk to ask for help. The books...

He was going to die… Caught up in a storm and tossed off the deck of his yacht, Reuben thought he would end up drowning only to wake up and find himself with the most unlikely and most beautiful companion. Unable to resist her charms, he finds himself caught up in another storm, one even more violent...

The night air smelled of jasmine. With thousands of stars in the black sky and the chirping of tropical birds in the distance, the woman moved forward through the trees to her lover. This was a time before the social conventions of marriage and dating. This was a time when the earth was young and...

Belinda stared at the print from the computer seeing nothing but clouds. She was extremely tired as she had been pouring over one print after another from the company’s Human Resource (HR) Information System for the past week. As Chief Human Resource Generalist for Little Feet Hosiery, she had to...

Lady Charlotte Victoria Alexandria Bridgewater did not want to make the best of the situation. She was furious at her parents, the Duke and Duchess of Bridgewater, for their insistence that she marry Brandon Snodgrass, gangly, pimply, but oh so rich. Every time she thought of her wedding—and worse,...

The water was cool. Nula shivered slightly as the bath slave sponged her with the lilac-scented water, but she stood quietly, knowing that it was fear rather than the water’s temperature that was making her tremble. She also knew that showing that fear would be a mistake. No one would pity...

“Oh, shit!” Jack Harris dropped his towel, his sunblock, and his flippers as he scrambled away from the steps leading down into his in-ground pool in the back yard of his Miami mansion. Without stopping to pick up anything, he turned and ran back into the house, slamming the door hard enough to...

Tabatha groaned audibly as she stared at the clock beside her bed, willing the hands to move an extra fifteen minutes. Such a small amount of time probably would not have mattered much to her in many other circumstances, but she had been waiting since early this morning to touch herself and the last...

Having spent two days in Montana, Alex decided it was time to shake off the cold mountain feeling and head on her way to a better adventure. Her tourist map had described this place as nature’s haven but there was nothing remotely exotic about pine trees and over priced home made ice-cream. This...

Julie was getting ready for the night out with Tim. He had told her to dress up for their dinner out and then a movie after. She really did not feel like a movie, however was not going to complain about the night out. It had been a few months since they had shared some quiet time after the twins were...

Rebecca knew that red light on the dashboard was trouble. She swore softly as the car began to sputter and choke. Her old Plymouth was a piece of shit, but she’d hoped it would last until she got to Chicago, where her new job and apartment awaited her. No such luck, it looked like. Goddamned alternator...