The Module in the Field
I got to the field a little after four, which was late by Nathalie's standards.
Lunar Reader
Amateur fiction writer in United Kingdom, keeping company with no pets right now, just houseplants and earl grey tea and sparkling water. My wheelhouse is BDSM, told in first-person past tense in a voice that is a bit rough around the edges. Constructive comments and favorites are always welcome. 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 Lunar Reader
Pinfall Séance
The soda hit the scoreboard at 8:47 on a Friday night.
After-Hours Rehearsal
My name is Pamela Creighton, I am forty-three years old, and I have planned four hundred and eleven weddings without once losing my…
The Bell Jar
The bell jar thing sounds fancy but it isn't.
Turbulence Protocol
I'd been flying with Lucinda for two years, and in that time I don't think we'd agreed on a single thing.