Tacky Novels & Stories

MY BROTHER IS IN his heated garage working on the upholstery of his 1969, 350-horsepower, Lyman Sleeper that he picked up for ten grand last spring. It’s made for speed and family fun. He and I took her out on a test run after he bought her and we ripped it up on the lake. It’s been his ongoing project since the season ended and she’s looking good. Tally is now written in bold black script on the side. Tally was our mom, and the boat couldn’t have a more fitting name.

What is happening? T. B. C!!

his eye’s returned back to the wheels and silence prevailed till we stopped at a store made by trampoline and steel with a writing on a small board. the buggy tacos .

Tory was angry, she couldn't believe Grace could be so heartless,she stood at the door staring at Grace who had no idea she was there staring at her while she eats. it's been two weeks since the little money Tory had on her had run out, ever since then both Tory and Grace have been surviving on the little food which was barely enough for one person, which Tory gets from few guys who where trying to ask her out, not knowing each time she leaves the house to go look for food for both herself and Grace, Grace would get something to eat with the money her parents sent to her.

TAKEN five ~~~ A sleek exotic ride pull into the compound 30 minutes after Allen and Marcus left. Stella's ecstatic smile was enough to welcome the 'stranger' into the house. But when the figure come down from the car, she let out some resentment. "We need to talk!" she said walking into her house giving acceptance of entrance to the stranger behind her. Following her, this person could not help but admire her feminine hygiene and also her charisma. Stella possessed one thing, and that was the confidence she had, whether good or bad, she was confident about it and looking at the position 'he' was in her life, he liked that side of her.

It was a truth too painful to consider. "Care-ful...Cat-er-ina... his ship... won't... with-stand... much... more..." She managed to choke out under my crushing grip. I reigned in my power before my anger forced the waves above to claim the ship you used so tirelessly to search for me.

No reply. “Goodbye Charlie.” I don’t wait for a reply, because I’m already moving on. **************************************

"incontrarti è un grande dono" (meeting you is a great gift)