The strikingly beautiful Regan McKrenna meets the family she never knew she had or needed. Staying was only meant to be a temporary arrangement at first, until she looked into the most intense set of blue eyes she had ever seen. With the whispered words “I am not your brother,” Ian McKrenna shatters everything he had assumed about love and about himself. In a whirl wind of sexual denial, erotic passion and carnal exploration, an entire family is forced to redefine wants, needs, family and love.
Leaving Mystic Falls and the memories of a normal life behind Bonnie finds her calling on the road helping others. When Elena and Stefan tie the knot she's forced to return and face her demons head on, with a little help from Dean Winchester
Klaus now owns ninety percent of mystic fall, Bonnie works for him. With his obsession for her, only bad things could happen. Maybe they's fall for each other, may be it's just a game.
The moment she met him, she wanted to be his girl. When she lost him, she understood that she always would be.
Title temporarily borrowed from Heather Headly's song of the same name.
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Keesha comes back to Port Charles to raise hell in Port Charles. She told her cousin, Faith, that her only reason for going back to Port Charles was to find out why Maya lied about her mother being dead. What Faith doesn’t know is that Keesha has plans of her own, to start a new practice in right there in Port Charles with the help of her first client, Anthony Zaccahara.
Bonnie reflects on her love and life with Damon. Songfic.
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Nahla Richardson is just a quiet sorority girl - Until her 21st birthday. Her life then becomes one hell of an adventure... and the ride is anything but smooth.
Summary: Cassie was sobbing. She pleaded for her life and the lives of their children. Dean knew she was seeing a Reaper. He begged them to hold on. He could save them if they just did not give up. Needed to do something different. This is not a Cassie Bashing story.
A little ambitious for me. I have been watching the supernatural series 1-5 since the new one started (sucks, stupid Gumby and her kid). I keep coming back to Dean’s big mistake i.e. the waitress from Tampa. After a huge discussion with my boyfriend I decided to write a story about Tampa girl. Hope you like it. Betaed by Monique. Thanks girl.
Teresa has to spend her weekend completing her assignments for her Major British Writer’s class. What happens when stress, wine, and sleep deprivation are mixed together? Nothing good…
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Table of Contents Categories:Movies, Books, Original Fiction Characters: None Classification: None Genre: Comedy , Erotica Story Status: None Pairings: None Warnings: None Series: None Chapters: 1 Completed:Yes Word count: 2464 Read Count: 1412 Published: 27/04/11 Updated: 27/04/11
Grandpa Amethyst and Grandma Kendra have strong love, and vow after an incident to make love to each other for the rest of the lives, even now in their old age. When they have to take care of their four year old granchild, their love life is being challenged.
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Soteria: Greek goddess of safety, deliverance and preservation from harm.
After tragedy struck four years ago, award-winning singer Rachel Bélanger is finally ready for her return to the stage. However, a stalker has other plans. . .
Frank Kostopoulos of SoteriaSecurity is hired to protect Rachel and her family after the latest incident.
The only thing standing between the stalker and Rachel is Frank. He made a vow to do whatever it takes to keep her and her family safe.
HUGE SPECIAL THANKS FOR JUNEBUG66! She took the time to help me with this by reading it over, asking questions about things I added/missed, gave me encouragement when I got down, giving me a swift kick when needed and for being a very specialperson.
Thanks Junebug!!
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"We only got 86,400 seconds in a day to Turn it all around or to throw it all away We gotta tell them that we love them While we got the chance to say Gotta live like we're dying"
Mimi Balfour lives each day knowing that no matter how bad it gets, the sun will rise in the morning. She's a student at the pinnacle of the social society of Cape Town, and her relationship with one the most influential families' son, Karl Muller, only adds to her image as a "Black Diamond." The only person she hides her relationship is from her difficult father, who hates everything Karl's family stands for. Then she meets Alessio la Scala, who lives each day knowing that he may not see another sunrise. Does Alessio end up influencing Mimi's heart, and not just her mind and body?
The best part was that he could see down onto the patio of her home from his corner apartment.
Her curly hair pulled up into something he couldn't quite make out in the insufficient light. It had a mind of it's own, he liked to think, always fashionably messy and due to the heat, most days up. Also as most days she wore a tank top of some feather light material and no bra. One of the thin straps teetering on the edge of her shoulder. A skirt, probably vintage, hung on her slim hips and danced just above her knees as she shifted her weight from one bare foot to the other.
She slept on through the night, even as he left. He only looked back once as he walked out of the door. And when she awoke again in the morning, she found a diamond choker wrapped around her neck and an angry, red scratch on her breast. But he was gone.