Sharlene Alba
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Full of raw and unfiltered fluid poems, short stories and prompts on love, sex, relationships and life. I also review haircare, skincare and other beauty products. Instagram: grungefirepoetry MissBeautyBargain Facebook: grungefirepoetry
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Loner's Retreat: Santana & Jonas, Part 1
SANTANA Santana Davis, or currently known as Mrs. Santana Martinez, twisted the ends of her curls as she stared at her new husband who was too engrossed in reading the newspaper to notice. The bright rays coming from the sun were beaming through their opened windows, bringing life into their quiet room. She'd never been married before, but she couldn't imagine it was supposed to be this boring. They were on their honeymoon and they were supposed to be getting complaints from the other guests over how loud their sex noises were, not basking in the silence that was slowly killing her.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Loner's Retreat: Angelina & Julie, Part 6
JULIE If being in the car with your ex-lover and your new one wasn't awkward, Julie didn't know what was. According to Miguel, shit had hit the fan while the doctors were doing their best to hydrate her with fluids and electrolytes and letting her catch up on some much needed sleep with a sedative. Exhaustion. That's what they chalked all of this up to. From her point of view in the backseat of this rental car, it seemed like Julie wasn't the only one suffering from it.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Loner's Retreat: Angelina & Julie, Part 5
ANGELINA "I can't do this anymore." Angelina stated, determined to put an end to her indiscretions with Dolly and free herself of the internal agony her guilty conscious had been putting her through, while Dolly cleaned the outside of her boat. It was the middle of the day, the scorching heat was unbearable and Angie could feel the physical and emotional fatigue wearing her body down.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Loner's Retreat: Angelina & Julie, Part 4
JULIE Crack Crack Crack The ear-shattering sharp sounds of a handgun being fired near her ear made it hard for Julie to focus and gain the upper-hand against her assailant. He'd been the only one who'd gotten close enough to end her life with three gun shot wounds to her chest and all she could do was close her eyes and wait for the last bullet to finish her off. Soon, she'd be dead and this would all end.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Loner's Retreat: Angelina & Julie, Part 3
ANGELINA Her lips, their fullness, how her tongue felt flicking at her nub underneath the water, her smile, the way her blue eyes pulled you into her orbit refusing to let you go until she was done with you. It was all Angelina could think about for the past two days she wondered how she was going to keep it together during her birthday party tonight. Lucia and Dylan had planned the entire thing, complete with Dolly's favorite meal and dessert, even her favorite cocktails. Nothing she brought with her to the retreat seemed appropriate enough for the event and Angie sighed in frustration as she sat on the floor of their walk-in closet.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Loner's Retreat: Angelina & Julie, Part 2
JULIE Julie Anderson didn't recognize herself in the mirror anymore. Her mousy brown straight hair was up to her lower back now, and her grey eyes looked haunted and hollow with the dark circles underneath her eyes. Haunted was an understatement now that she wiped away the condensation off the bathroom mirror and winced at her appearance. It was the ultimate consequence of tossing and turning all night long for a week straight.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Loner's Retreat: Angelina & Julie, Part 1
ANGELINA Angelina Garcia usually woke up shaking. Morning or night, from earth-shattering orgasms or Julie's convulsing body during her usual nightmares, she wasn't sure. All she knew was that she wouldn't know which option it was until she opened her eyes and saw it for herself. Angelina braced herself as she fluttered her eyes open. When she met with the darkness in the room her and Julie were staying in at Loner's Retreat, she adjusted quickly and turned to see her girlfriend of two years, Julie Anderson, groaning and shaking her head side to side, her hands pushing at some invisible force her dream-self was apparently trying to get away from. Angie found herself hesitating at waking her up, as comforting the sleeping brunette-haired beauty she fell asleep next to every night was starting to take its toll on her. Guilt started to kick in, and made the decision for her.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Loner's Retreat: Cassian & Lucia (The Ending)
CASSIAN The silent tension surrounding Cassian and Vivian in his bed was growing thicker by the second. Vivian wasn't a confrontational woman. She liked things done quickly and efficiently, the details never mattered to her. For a while, Cassian operated the same but since he got to Loner's Retreat, something inside him rose up from the ashes, causing a shift in his dormant spirit.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Loner's Retreat: Cassian & Lucia, Part 6
LUCIA "I heard about what happened. Are you alright?" Dolly's voice filled her ears as Lucia continued to stare out into the night sky through the opened window. Her head had been stuck to her pillow since she left Cass and his fiancé to talk amongst themselves in the beach house. The rest of her guests were enjoying their movie in the living room and Lucia was in no mood to join them. She'd done a horrible thing, allowing that woman into her home, hurting Cass further than what Vivian already had. Lucia had no idea who she was when she called but she ended up doing some research on her name just in case she was someone who Cass wanted to stay away from. It was nothing new to her. People stayed at the retreat all the time who needed a break from their lives, but Cass was different. Yes, he was just as damaged as the rest of them, but he wasn't lost or lonely. He'd been the only one who'd had a purpose here at Loner's Retreat. And that purpose was to take her home away from her.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Loner's Retreat: Cassian & Lucia, Part 5
CASSIAN Nude art wasn't anything new to Cassian. There were hundreds of paintings and handmade sculptures within museums in his home country, and even in his family's estate. He couldn't explain why participating in a nude art class was nerve-wracking for him, but he never backed down from a challenge. Perhaps it was due to all the snickering from the men he shared locker rooms with during his high school and college years. Cassian still remembered the hazing in those locker rooms before soccer games. He'd like to pretend they'd just been jealous of what he could offer women in bed, but he'd be lying to himself if the names they used to call didn't hurt him to this day.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
