Psychologists tell us that memory can be triggered by sensory input. I like many, accepted that fact without much thought. We can all recall times when some sight, sound, smell or taste would remind us of something from our past. Over a month ago it happened to me but unlike previous occurrences, a whole series of memories were triggered leaving me stunned, shaking, aching in my heart for what had once been but would never be again.
When Eleanor challenges Javier to walk the labyrinth he built—blindfolded, bound only by her voice—he enters a maze that’s no longer just hedges and turns, but sentient, seductive, and alive. Guided by her commands and tested by illusions, Javier must surrender more than sight to reach the heart of the maze—and of Eleanor. Mazeheart is a tale of ritual, desire, and the cost of truly being seen.
Waterskiing is about the only sport whee I excel, at least until the Olympics finally include a sex category. Finally my dad, aunt and cousin all went with me and wouldn't you know it... my cousin and I found there's a lot more to do at the state park than waterski!
As much as I loved living on my own, financially I was no longer able to swing it after I quit my escorting job to be a Christian school teacher. It was obvious that my parents weren't too upset about it, especially considering how I was welcomed home!
A drunken encounter leads Josh to failing upwards in increasingly unlikely and serendipitous events. This story is a humorous take on non-con stories where the MC is well-meaning, but truly oblivious (and will remain so) to his impact on those around him.