Playing with Fire
My thumb flicked the striker of the lighter and the spark gave birth to yet another flame.
My thumb flicked the striker of the lighter and the spark gave birth to yet another flame.
All eyes were either on Scott’s hands or Amy’s outfit.
Vanquishing the mighty hero Inciting mayhem and chaos Legions of …
David’s hand trembled as he poured the Ballantines over the ice.
I knew I was playing with fire, but since when had that stopped me?
*No one fucks with Eddie.
I probably shouldn’t have been drinking last night.
Captain Nestor breathed a sigh of relief as his yacht left the hanger bay of the Vindictus.
Reflected in the steel above, I watch the red line widen as he traces the scalpel from my navel to between my breasts.
‘How the Hell did he get up there?
It’s never been easy working in the same place where Mom died.
Officially, the Marcy Bell was a salvage rig, licensed for Canadian and international waters but not American.