The shirt he was holding slipped to the floor as his thoughts turned inward to that day. The little café in Rio with the red exterior was...

He was torn now. He had wanted someone to spend eternity with him. He was so tired of watching the others debaucheries. Court no longer...

The clouds had begun to roll in with the promise of an evening thunderstorm by the time the men returned to the house.

The sun streamed through the slats of the faded gray miniblinds creating rays of dust glittered light.

She moved to the tubs edge and trailed her fingers thru the satin soft petals. The swirls rippled beneath the surface in perfect circles.

This series is a bit of an experiment. You might call it a catalogue of sorts. Just a peek into the darker corners of the collective unconsc

Samantha didn't need Riley to come crashing back into her life and turn everything upside down again. Riley never intended to see Sam again.