Angela Denise Fortner Roberts
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I have been writing since I was nine years old. My favorite subjects include historical romance, contemporary romance, and horror.
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Sucking His Banana
I awakened the following morning to the sensation of Alexei gently caressing my breasts through the material of my nightgown. It felt really nice and awakened in me desires I hadn't felt in a very long time. He saw that I was awake and gave me a devilish grin. "Do you like that?"
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Complications
For the rest of that week, Alexei and I were together at work as much as we possibly could be, taking care to keep physical contact to a minimum, as romantic relationships between co-workers were discouraged at the hospital. Even though so much time had passed, to me it began to feel just like he'd never gone away at all, as if the time we shared together now was an unbroken continuation from the time we'd first met.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Trouble With My Billionaire
I had to go back to work the following day. As it was a gorgeous day with a brightly shining sun and blue skies, I decided to eat lunch outside rather than in the hospital cafeteria. I was pleasantly surprised to be joined by Alexei several minutes later.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Doppelganger
Paris 1750 She must never know there was a second child," said Joseph St. Evremonde to the young physician's assistant, Alexandre Manette. Joseph's wife, Annette, had just given birth to twin boys and, due to complications, slipped into a coma.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Fiction
Amongst the Humans
She stood there looking at the blackened pile of rubble that had once been her entire life for eleven out of twelve months every year. She knew that the others were all gone forever, nothing left of them but ashes. If not for a twist of fate, she would have come to the same end. But it had been her month to go out and live amongst the humans, and that fact had saved her. With a shudder, Betty Black turned from the ruins of the building she had known so well to face the bustle of a typical city in the United States of 1960.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Horror
