literature
Whether written centuries ago or just last year, literary couples show that love is timeless.
The Mountain Cat Who Sought To Become Queen
There once was a tigress from Aberdeen who moved along the creeks way, when along flew a raven from a place unseen, who planned to steal her day. He landed upon a pole when flying became old, not knowing what more to do. So he hopped just above her, opening his cranky mouth just to inquire of what was new.
By H.L. Dowless8 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 19
It was a rainy afternoon and Charles saw nothing better than to take a nap. The air in the bedroom was warm, dry, and heavy. Adèle was taking a bath in the bathroom off of the bedroom and chattering on the telephone with Charlotte. Rain was drip-dropping on the roof and wind was whistling through the trees.
By Rachel Lesch8 years ago in Humans
They Will Know
Glancing around my office, I was shocked I had come so far. A man with my background rarely got this high on the world social ladder. Of, course if anyone found out about my real life, I'd be out of this nice, big, well furnished office and back in an apartment on the wrong side of town. My secretary knocked on my door.
By Danni Greer8 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 17
Marianne had been told to go to Tante Catharine's instead when she made her Sunday visits that week. Tante Catharine was having a dinner party to welcome back Edmond and Mathilde, who had decided to return home from their honeymoon because they found Atlantic City terribly boring this late in the season. The word was that Agnès had spent the entire sail back sulking in the cabin and was not speaking to her sister.
By Rachel Lesch8 years ago in Humans
Kamp Fire
Kael Nacallio of Ney De Jaar was the youngest of four brothers and two sisters. She grew up in a more relaxed way than her siblings, with much less strict rules and schedules. Her brothers awakened at dawn, ate breakfast, then trained in combat all morning until lunchtime, when the family sat in the garden to eat and socialize. They all shared the same blonde hair and bright green eyes, the signifying traits of the royal family. Her sisters, Betha and Karila, wore their favorite matching emerald gowns with their curled hair piled into loose buns on top of their heads. They laughed quietly at their brothers' arguing about who did the best at fencing today while Kael, hand under chin, stared into the servant's quarters. Betha glanced at her youngest sibling and shook her head slightly in disapproval before clearing her throat.
By Ona Issuyate8 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 16
The last few days of August blurred into the first few days of September. On these days, the sun rose behind a cloud of reddish mist to greet dusty and oppressively hot days. Heat waves could be seen at street level and the dusty wind did little cool things down.
By Rachel Lesch9 years ago in Humans
Breakaway
When Marissa Walker was only 19 years old, she meets an attractive teaching assistant named Peter Townsend who is going through a divorce with his wife Nicole. She asks him to look over a film she did with her friend Tatum Shipman and he accepts. Peter becomes attracted to Marissa and tries to get to know her. She and Peter spend time together in class every day. Peter reveals to her is divorcing his wife Nicole due to their differences and he recalls getting married so young was a mistake and that he isn’t ready for that much commitment. She consoles him and telling him that it will get better. Smitten by her words, he kisses her but she pulls away from him and leaves.
By Leah Rowell9 years ago in Humans
The Hamiltons: Part 1
Eliza Hamilton smoothed the skirt of her new ball gown. The latest fashion was for high waists and a straight, column like silhouette. Gone were the tight corsets and immense panniers of her girlhood. All of the fashionable ladies in London and Paris were now dressing like figures from Ancient Greek vases.
By Rachel Lesch9 years ago in Humans
Babygirl, Don't Lie
"Trust me...I'm a doctor," he whispered softly; his warm breath against my neck making me shudder. His tall, thin stature and slicked back brunette hair was almost irresistible. The way he would push himself against me just to reach around for a pen at the nurse's station already had my knees weak. His breathing was gentle and slow, his head pressed against my neck as he stood behind me, bending over to get to it.
By Hayley Kennedy9 years ago in Humans
Fire is Not a Toy
Annie. Fin. 2 paths. 2 lives. High in the mountains the birds are calling. Gently waking each other from their slumber as they rise for a new day. The goats bray as the goat herds lead them up the craggy hills and along a winding path a girl with hair the colour of the rising sun treads carefully over the morning frost. This is Annie.
By Midah Walter9 years ago in Humans
