by Jack Stratton | Nov 8, 2022 | erotica
My heart was broken. My heart was broken in lab 427b at 13:45 on a rainy day in April. My name is Miles Brown, and I am a poor scientist. I know it, and now most of the faculty and Biophysicists and Neurophysicists Ph.D. students at my university know it as well. I... by Jack Stratton | Oct 23, 2022 | erotica
Wednesday meant a racing heart. Thursday through Tuesday meant long nights of writing, erasing, ripping up papers, and trying desperately to find the right words. Sophia wrote a poem every week. She finished them on Wednesdays, usually in the morning before work. She... by Jack Stratton | Sep 4, 2022 | erotica
Edward was taking me on another one of his damned adventures. I swear, if he weren’t like a brother to me, I’d be done with him. He shouted from the drawing room for me to hurry and dress, but I couldn’t get the damn bow tie right. Looking in the... by Jack Stratton | Aug 11, 2022 | excerpt
The streets were black, wet, and peppered with gold and red October leaves. At seven o’clock, the sky had already grown dark, with only a few lingering fingers of ruddy crimson at the edges to show where the sun had descended. Alan walked down the familiar... by Jack Stratton | May 11, 2022 | Uncategorized
Back Seat Brat – “My Daddy’s not here, so you have to pay for my fries,” she said plainly, looking bitchy and bratty at the same time.Pain and Worship – A meeting in a Speakeasy leads to exploration. She heard what he did to her old roommate....
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