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Enemies To Lovers 1: The Arrival
Poland 1942 Joanna Finklestein's body slumped against the sweaty form of one of untold thousands of unfortunates. After hours on her feet, she was much too tired to stand, yet there was no room to lie down nor even to sit in the cramped boxcar. The air inside her totally dark prison reeked of sweat, urine, vomit, and even more unpleasant smells that she didn't even want to consider the source of. She felt as if she would suffocate, yet she willed herself to keep inhaling the fetid air, in futile hope of benefiting from what little fresh oxygen might remain in it.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Much Needed Comfort
I finished nursing Reed and then drove him and the older kids to my parents', then drove to the abortion clinic as fast as I could. I made my way to the clinic's entrance where I saw Kristina, who was crying. She saw me and ran to me.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
A Night To Remember
As soon as Robert entered his wife's chambers, he could tell that there was something different about this evening. The fragrance of incense wafted seductively in the air, and he gasped in surprise when he saw what Elizabeth was wearing. It was the very revealing negligee he had bought her in Paris, and she was also wearing his favorite perfume. For him it was a welcome sight after a hard day of hunting.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Do Me
Read Chapter Three While the sun rose over New York City, Diana was wrapped up in the white bedsheets that belonged to Nicholas. As Diana slept, he had just been out jogging and was being monitored by several cameras. He knew within an hour, his pictures would be all over the internet. Nicolas had concluded it wouldn't do him any good to hide. He didn't have time for that bullshit and it would only make him look weak.
By Juniper Wells4 years ago in Filthy
Forbidden Love
"I hereby dub thee the Second Earl of Essex," Elizabeth proclaimed, touching the tip of her sword to the head of Robert Devereux, who knelt before her. "I also confer upon you the title Master of the Horse and entrust you with the royal monopoly on sweet wines."
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
A Royal Deflowering
She looked down the aisle at him standing there tall and regal in a black doublet with gold trim and buttons, a black hat with a gold hat pin, and a smile that she knew was just for her. Music played as she slowly made her way toward the vicar at the front on the church. Robert's sister Mary carried her train as she slowly made her way forward.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
You Kissed Me over and over Again
I still feel your lips, from the kisses from yesterday, more than the kisses from today. It doesn't make that much sense to me, but then again, I live in a half dissociative state most of the time, so most things don't really make that much sense to me in the end.
By Public Diary4 years ago in Filthy
A Special Treat 2
"This is her first picture," said Kim. The photograph had been made at WalMart, when Marina had been about two weeks old. She wore a frilly pink dress that Kim had just purchased, pink tights, and black patent leather shoes, and there was a white lace headband with a pink rose on her nearly-bald head.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
