Shared Silence at the Rare Bookshelf
Wilma had been looking forward to this evening for three weeks, and she was not going to let a little thing like turning sixty-four make…
North Reverie
Longtime reader from Beryozovo, Russia, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is warm and a little breathless. My wheelhouse is Mature, Erotic Couplings, and Romance, told in third-person past tense in a voice that is warm and a little breathless. Writing for fun and practice. Let me know which characters or settings you want more of. 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 North Reverie
Late Blooming Desire
Beverly had driven twenty miles of freeway and then past the address twice before she worked up the nerve to park.
The Last Crossing
Kurt had been spinning records on the MV Celestial Dawn for eleven years, and if he never heard another drunk accountant request "Sweet…