The Bride's Escape
I woke up on my twenty-ninth birthday to a text from my ex-wife that said only "happy bday, hope you're well."
Lodge of Crimson
Amateur fiction writer in UK, keeping company with no pets right now, just houseplants and strong coffee while writing. I mostly write in Interracial Love, especially stories built around the favor and people who work as polices 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 Lodge of Crimson
The Vista Del Mar
My name is Bobbie, I'm fifty-two years old, and until three weeks ago I had never spent a night outside the Pacific Northwest.