River Song, Late Takes
The barge sat low in the water at the mooring outside Villeneuve-sur-Seine, and Marshall Sanford stood on the plank ramp with a clipboard…
Dawn Ticket
Longtime reader from Seattle, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is matter-of-fact. I mostly write in Interracial Love, especially stories built around slow burn and people who work as analysts or similar real-world trades. I read every comment even when I am slow to reply. Hope you find something here worth bookmarking. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Dawn Ticket
Lavender Frequencies
The rental car rattled up the gravel drive and Olivia Watkins leaned toward the windshield to read the hand-painted sign.
Layover at Lindbergh
On a Tuesday in November his phone buzzed with the news, and the whole Delta terminal at O'Hare went quiet in that specific way airports…