Just one Line.

From my "people show their true natures when they think they're about to die" story, The End of Our World:

“No.” I said it to myself, and to the lake, and to the idiots that had destroyed my world, both the ones wearing generals’ stars and the backstabbing trash in the house behind me. If grief was all I got, then so be it. I would bear it like a standard, watching the night sky until an artificial sun fell to earth and burned my sorrow away.
 
Let’s see if that makes unchanged into my Nude Day story:

The sound of mortars firing in the distance never stopped, and neither did screams. Was this the only way our civilization could be saved? Is that civilization even worth saving?
 
"I shut off the light and found a dim glow coming through a small hole in my bedroom wall. My mother moaned, as I peeked through it and discovered she was a prostitute. That's sexually disturbing, but true and totally original. I bet it grabbed your attention, too. Are you ready for more truth, since that's all I have at the moment?"

- The beginning of my autobiography, "If All Else Fails", which cannot be published on Lit.
 
Cut from a WIP, because it's a bit too on-the-nose for my character to actually say:

"It's the twenty-first century, though, even in China."
 
Yeah, two lines, but this in the spirit. "Ellie" is a PhD math prof at the nearby university, teaching a reduced summer schedule:

"You have a class today?" Cyan asks Ellie.
"Yeah. 1:15, remedial calculus." She rolls her eyes. "Mostly engineering majors."
 
From my as yet to be published (or even finished😂) story….

“I absolutely adore when she’s nestled deeply on top of me and she says something that makes me swell even more within her and then her eyes widen then close in ecstasy as a smile creeps across her face….”
 
From my current inwork, "Royal Pages": "As an Orc; Titania's ever the scholar." Venus stated. "Can be funny to see her reading a book while she's got a cock pounding into her."
Nice! Reminds me of a line in my story "Mister X"
"Not my hair, he calls me 'Red' because the first time he fucked me, I kept on reading my history homework."
 
No, for once it's not a demon:

"The shape looked at me with disproportionately large golden eyes, and opened its mouth. A tiny squeak came out that didn’t do justice to the effort it had given. Instead, it rose and walked towards my foot on wobbly paws. A tiny tail stood up from its furry body like a spike."
 
From an enemies-to-lovers/secret crush story:

Most painfully for a high school senior, she’d sometimes change tack and turn on the sex appeal just before the bell rang in one of our shared classes, squeezing her substantial cleavage together and giving me a good view, or sucking on a lollipop with the kind of fervor one usually only sees in religious fanatics.
 
Not one line, but two, from my next stand-alone story, coming soon:

“Please call me Owen,” he said, with a pained expression. “My mom calls me Dr. Voss.”
I started to laugh, but quickly realized that the poor bastard was serious.
 
Three sentences, but if your screen is wide enough they'll fit on one line:

"His cock was almost painfully erect, pointing out into the sky. Before him the lowlands stretched away. Clouds and birds floated below, and on the horizon the sea shimmered."
 
From "Sin-Eaters," a Loving Wives story about an in-home hospice nurse hearing confessions from a dying wife and her husband:

Too many homes I’d worked in had a pall hanging over them, inhabited by families whose way of coping with end-of-life focused on “end” rather than “life.”
 
It's a shame I had to cut out the line: "Had we worked together, if there was more trust, had we used [friends'] rubber-dildo-sword to to its full extent - we could have taken on four retirement-aged ladies."
 
I notice the neighbor getting closer, but I still think he can't see me, so I pull my bikini out just enough to get access to my nipple.

This is a line from one that a friend and I am working on.
 
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