*Her flesh craved his sins etched into her walls. A mark of the devil left as a memory of his nightly visits to her dreams. This man a mystery. He crept from the pits of hell to prove that nightmares do exist. Burning her flesh as his fingers mapped their destination, he wouldn’t stop until her body held his mark embedded in her skin. Subtle moans released from her lips, her sounds a symphony for his ears only. He buried his face against her body, tasting the honey that dripped, intoxicated by the sweet liquor that coated his probing tongue.*
Author: A_J_Luna
Escape
***One***
***Haven***
I never meant for it to happen. If you were to ask me yesterday if cheating was on my bucket list, I would have laughed in your face. I don’t love my husband, but there are times when I find myself daydreaming about being with another man. Since he was my first and only lover, I feel cheated out of life. What if there is something better out there for me? God, why did I let myself get married at eighteen? A year later, I had the defining moment that everyone talks about when they need something different in their life.
Honey, don’t you think we should start working on that baby?” John asked.
Johnathan St. cloud was a forty-year-old lawyer who spent more time at the office than at home with his young bride. If he gave her a child, then maybe she wouldn’t complain when she was bored.
“But, you said we could travel. I don’t want a child right now, or ever. Kids are too much trouble,” I said.