Tugboat Chili
The pier at Seaspray Point smelled like rope and salt and cold diesel, and I stood at the end of it for a good two minutes before I walked…
The Quiet Threshold
Based in CT. I started posting here to get the stories out of my head and onto a page. I mostly write in Mature, Interracial Love, and First Time, especially stories built around the fake relationship that becomes real and people who work as salesmans or similar real-world trades. 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 The Quiet Threshold
Revenge Body
I climbed the last flight of stairs to the roof around 10 on a Thursday night in August, and I want it noted that I almost turned around…