Tuesday, October 15, 2019

Update: Shadowboxing, Chapter 14, pt. 1

Hi all, 

And here we go again! As promised, Shadowboxing is back; I'll be posting weekly on Wednesdays. 

Quick recap: in the last few chapters, Asher and Roy deepened their relationship in several ways - Asher visited Roy's boxing gym for the first time and reflected on their differences, with perspective from Roy's philosophizing friend Allan (chap. 11). Roy unexpectedly met Asher's parents (chap. 12 pt. 1, pt. 2). And in chapter 13, Roy finally met Asher's tough-love best friend Amy - while Asher struggled with nightmares about the assault.

Chapter 14 is quite long, so I'll be posting it in two parts:

Table of Contents

I hope you enjoy! This chapter was really tough to write.

- R

Monday, October 14, 2019

New Chapter - What It Was

Hi friends,
here is anonther Monday and another chapter.
I hope you are still with me and enjoying the story. I know it focuses a lot on Jordan's addiction now but I also hope it is still a dev story for you and gives you enough about Shay and how she feels about Jordan.
I have not been well this week and dealing with some stuff and I worked all weekend but I edited over the chapter as good as I could.
This week I will be going to California for a few days so I am not sure how I will get around to next week's chapter. I may have to skip next week.
Anyways, I hope this finds everyone well and having a good start of the week.
Here is Chapter 14 of What It Was.
Please let me know what you think, I would appreciate it so much.

TOC What It Was

Wednesday, October 9, 2019

Shadowboxing will be back next Wednesday

Hello, all -

Somewhat embarrassedly, I return! It's been well over a year since I last posted - in 2018, I got overwhelmed with both professional and personal events (luckily mostly positive ones). I am very touched and a little flustered that people even posted comments in the meantime asking when Shadowboxing would continue. As always, cheers to everyone who hangs out here, and to Lee & DG for hosting the blog.

Next Wednesday, I'll pick back up with Chapter 14. There are only a few chapters left, but they're long, so I'll post some in parts so as to spread things out.

If you'd like to catch up on what came before... Shadowboxing is a moody, slice-of-life-y gay romance featuring Asher, a sensitive soul who has cerebral palsy, and Roy, a loner with a stutter:

Shadowboxing: Table of Contents

Shadowboxing: Chapter 13 (last post)

While I was previously agonizing over finishing Shadowboxing, I posted "The Nerve Interpreter," a 3-part short story also featuring a protagonist with CP. It's likewise moody and romantic in tone, though not an outright romance; the story focuses more on the protagonist's relationship with his disability, and on an imagined (science fictional) assistive technology. You can check that out here:

The Nerve Interpreter

Thank you again for all the support. See you next week!

- R

Monday, October 7, 2019

New Chapter - What It Was

Hi friends,🌻
happy Monday, happy October, happy fall! πŸ‚☔πŸ‚☔
Fall is my favorite season of the year, I like the melancholy and the change of season into a quiet, fading state, bringing things into perspective I think. I know most of my stories are taking place in the fall.
Anyways, last week I was struggling a bit with the chapter but I hope you guys were still okay with it. This week Shay and Jordan are getting a lot closer still.
Thank you to everyone still reading along and for your comments. It means so much to me.
Here is Chapter 13 of What It Was.
Let me know what you think and have a wonderful week,
Hugs, Dani πŸ’Ÿ

Table of Contents TOC

Saturday, October 5, 2019

Update to Not Gay

Hi everyone,

This is Chapter 6 of Not Gay for you! Hope it's to your liking :D Thanks for your comments and support of this story so far, you definitely make me want to continue writing. I'm doing my best, but I guess updates every two weeks is the most I can manage right now. So... keep your eyes open every other week from now on.

Have an awesome weekend,


Monday, September 30, 2019

New Chapter - What It Was

Hi friends of "What It Was", πŸ’š♿πŸ’š
how is everyone doing?
Phew, I had a bit a rough week, I have been crazy busy at work but also kind of sick.
I did my best to make time to look over this chapter last week.

I have to say, I struggled this week for some reason. I had to correct lots of grammar or sentence structures and every time I read over the chapter I found something else. I seemingly read over it like a hundred times and tonight I worked on it once again to get it ready for you. I really hope it came out right.

Thank you for the feedback I got last week, I did reply to it. I appreciated it so much, I loved reading it. Yes Jordan and Shay are all but "normal" and their relationship is not conventional but I hope to make it happen for them and also for my readers.

They are in the very beginning of their relationship, a long road lies ahead and it will get rough. Someone had commented that addiction can't be "cured" miraculously...it definitely can not and it's very difficult and painful for everyone involved.
Hopefully you won't tire to follow along. I feel like my stories are sometimes very long and move slow but I want to try to capture as much of the characters as possible and how I imagine them in conversation and exchange. I hope to keep it interesting for you.

Anyways, thank you to all my readers and for all your comments. I love to read how you feel about the story. And if it actually makes you feel things, that's the best compliment an author can get.

Here is Chapter 12 of "What It Was".
Enjoy and have a wonderful week,

Hugs, Dani   πŸ‚πŸŽƒπŸ‚πŸŽƒ

Saturday, September 28, 2019

No update to Not Gay

Sorry, guys! Based on my current editing/writing progress and the prospect of near to no internet access the rest of the week, I can already schedule this post now (i.e., a few days ago) to say there won't be any new chapter of Not Gay today. Check in again next week!


Monday, September 23, 2019

New chapter - What It Was

Hi friends, πŸ’–
hope everyone had a wonderful week.
Here is another Monday and I am giving you another chapter of "What It Was".
Thank you to everyone reading this story and for the sweet feedback last week. I was especially happy how one reader commented on catching the "what it was" terminology in that chapter, referring to Shay and what it was that attracted her to Jordan.
I hope you still like to follow along with Shay and Jordan.
Sometimes I feel my stories are just so bleak and then I edit and think about rewriting something because I think about my readers and I want to make them happy.
But then I also realize that I need to be true to myself and write what moves me and in return hope my readers feel the same way.
So with that I give you Chapter 11 of What It Was. Enjoy as some more aspects of Jordan's health are revealed and how Shay and Jordan are getting closer. πŸ’‘
As I am typing this I'm about to get ready to head to a Rock Concert, so I wanted to get this posted before I left.
Have a wonderful week everyone,
Hugs, Dani πŸ‘‹

Table of Contents TOC

Saturday, September 21, 2019

Update to Not gay

Hi everyone,

I made it! Here's another chapter of Not gay: Chapter 5. Sorry for last week, time just went by like nothing. So... this chapter is again steamy, but also cute, prepare for cuddling (yeah, no kidding) and more action you've probably been waiting for :) Aww... those two. Well, have fun!



Monday, September 16, 2019

New Chapter - What It Was

Hi friends of "What It Was",
sorry for the delay today. Again, I worked a lot the past few days, so I couldn't get to my writing as much as I wanted to. I hope the chapter is ready and that you will enjoy it.
I keep reading over it again and again and it seems there is always something that could or needs to get changed. But I think it's ready for you now.
Thank you to everyone who reads this story and also thank you so much for your wonderful comments.
I am so glad you enjoy this story. Honestly when I first posted it, I didn't think it would take off like this but I'm very happy it did.
Here is Chapter 10 of "What It Was". Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think.
You mean so much to me
Hugs, Dani

Here is an updated TOC

Monday, September 9, 2019

New chapter - What It Was

Hi friends, πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ’›
another week has gone by and here is another chapter of "What It Was".
I had some wonderful feedback last week and am so happy about meeting my readers even if it is just here online. Thank you to everyone who takes a moment to comment and give me feedback, it means so much to me, especially if I can touch you with my writing.
I know sometimes it's a bit heavy but as I said before, love and hope is always underlying.
Thank you so much for your support and reading my story.
Here is Chapter 9 of "What It Was".
Hope you enjoy and let me know if you feel like it. Have a good week everyone! πŸ’•
Hugs, Dani

Saturday, September 7, 2019

Update to Not gay

Hi everyone,

here is the next chapter of Not gay: Chapter 4. I know this chapter is again a shorter one, but I hope it's hot enough to make up for that.

Enjoy your weekend,


Monday, September 2, 2019

New Chapter "What It Was"

Hi friends,
I hope everyone had a wonderful week and that it didn't take too long for Monday to come around. It seems always to come quick for me when I have to edit a chapter and be ready to post for you.
I am thankful for everyone reading this story and I loved your comments so much. On all the chapters you have made me so happy with your numerous heartfelt comments.
I know this is another rough one but that is just the way I like to write. Shay and Jordan have definitely connected way too much than to be without each other anymore and it won't be easy. I will reveal more on Jordan and his struggles and also on Shay and how Jordan unlocks a side in her she has tried to ignore all her life.
I give you another chapter of "What It Was" Chapter 8
Enjoy and as always I welcome your feedback. Have a wonderful first week of September.
Hugs, Dani

Saturday, August 31, 2019

Update to Not gay

Hi everyone,

I'm reclaiming Saturdays. Still no guarantee I'll post weekly, though I'll try to post regularly enough. This update today is a bit longer, hope everyone enjoys!

Chapter 3

If you've missed the other updates, there's a table of contents now: TOC.

Wish you a great weekend,

Monday, August 26, 2019

New Chapter "What It Was"

Hi friends,
another week gone by and it's Monday again. Hope everyone is well.
Thank you so much for last week's comments, you are just awesome and I appreciate it so much. I am happy you like this story and how Shay's and Jordan's story has captured you.
I wasn't able to finish a whole chapter editing for today but I did half a chapter and hope you like it.
I give you Chapter 7 of "What It Was".
Enjoy and let me know if you like it,
Hugs, Dani

Table of Contents TOC

Friday, August 23, 2019

Update to Not gay

Hi guys,

this is a quick update. Hope you like it, let me know if you do (and if you don't). More will follow!

Not gay - Chapter 2


Monday, August 19, 2019

New chapter "What It Was"

Hi friends,πŸ’š
how is everyone? I had such a busy week and then went away for the weekend on a motorcycle ride along the beautiful Coast. Off the grid, off line for a while...
But I edited and rewrote a little bit last week and managed to get a chapter ready for you today.
After last week's awesome reception of Chapter 5, I just didn't want to make you wait for more of Shay and Jordan.πŸ’“ πŸ’‘
I had a comment about the difficult parts in my stories...I know I tend to write about the less bright side of life sometimes and my stories are probably lined with imperfect characters and sometimes on the darker side of life. I do hope that love and emotion causing hope shines through though and that it makes up for the less "joyful" moments.
Your comments were so wonderful and I appreciated them so much. I think last week were the most comments I have ever had on a story. Thank you so, so much.
Now I give you Chapter 6 of "What It Was".
Hope you enjoy,πŸ’›
Hugs, Dani

TOC What It Was

Monday, August 12, 2019

New chapter "What It Was"

Hi friends,
it is midnight here in my corner of the world and I just got home from work a little while ago.
I hope everyone is well.
Thank you so much for the comments on last week's chapter, I appreciate it so much. They were truly wonderful.
Here is another chapter of "What It Was". Let me know what you think.
I hope you enjoy. Have a great week everyone. Next Monday I may not be able to  post because I'm working a lot this week and then going away for the weekend. I will see how I find time.
Yours truly, Dani

Chapter 5

Here is the TOC What It Was

Monday, August 5, 2019

New Chapter "What It Was"

Hi friends,
Happy Monday! Hope everyone had a great weekend.
Thanks very much to everyone reading my story. I appreciate your comments so much, this makes me very happy.
Here is another chapter of "What It Was" and I hope you still enjoy.

Chapter 4

Let me know what you think, I love your comments on the story.
Have a wonderful week,
Hugs Dani

Table Of Contents TOC What It Was

Friday, August 2, 2019

Free Friday surprise

Hi everyone,

I'm back, for a short while at least! I have something new for you: it's basically multi-chapter M/M porn :D I hope you like it. I'm afraid I won't manage to update regularly, at least not right now... But I'll try to post an update as soon as possible.

Not gay - Chapter 1


Monday, July 29, 2019

What It Was - Chapter 3 posted now

Hi friends,
sorry for the delay today.
Thank you for your patience and your sweet comments earlier. It is "later" now 😊 and I give you another chapter of "What It Was".
I am so happy and excited that you guys are taking to the story so well. I know it has similarities to my type of stories and writing but that's just me and so I'm happy to share this with you.
Your comments are the best, they make me so very happy.
Here is the next chapter and I hope you enjoy.
Hugs and thank you, Dani

What It Was - Chapter 3

TOC What It Was

Monday, July 22, 2019

Couldn't wait πŸ™‚ What It Was - new chapter

Hi friends,
I guess I'm just excited to get your feedback on "What It Was" and as I was working on it today I thought about it and decided, oh well, I will post the next chapter already...
I have a good chunk written on the story already as I have also on "Caoimhe's Hands".
Maybe posting again will motivate me to work on the stories more intensively when time allows.
I'm excited about both stories and already connected to my characters once again.
So you met my "What It Was" characters and I hope you will enjoy following along as the story develops and also as I further write on it.
I may also try to work on "Caoimhe's Hands" and give some of it to you as well. This one is a bit trickier as I have to delve into a world and time unknown to me but I still enjoy writing it.
I won't promise weekly yet but I will try and I guess I'm sticking with the Mondays.
Thanks again for your feedback, let me know what you think as you read more.
Hugs, Dani

What It Was - Chapter 1
What It Was - Chapter 2

Sunday, July 21, 2019

Free Audiobook

 Thank you to everyone who bought a copy of Cabin Fever! You know I am always trying to get more reviews, so I’m hoping you’ll write one if you have read and enjoyed the book. As a bonus, if you email me a link to your review at razberripie@gmail.com,  I will enter you for a chance to win a FREE audiobook copy of My Perfect Ex-Boyfriend.  It was recently published by Tantor as an audiobook by an excellent voice actor and they gave me a few codes for free download. Review and buy Cabin Fever here:
Cabin Fever
Send me an email!
Also, I have another idea that I’d like to discuss with all of you next week. So stay tuned!

Saturday, July 20, 2019

Check in and Thanks

Hi friends,
Thank you for your feedback on the two samples "Caoimhe's Hands" and "What it Was". ❤
I appreciate your comments so much and I will work on the stories some more and then start posting again.
Maybe bi-weekly at first unless I can get more written. And maybe I will take turns between the two stories. It seems you liked both of them evenly.
Sometimes I wish I could be on an island all alone and just write πŸ˜‰ but life gets in the way...
Anyways, stay tuned for more coming soon.
Hugs, Dani

Friday, July 12, 2019

Free Friday - Dani here

Hi friends,

I miss coming here and posting a story. So I have a bunch of stories in the making and some are longer than others already. As you know I do this on the side of work, family, friends and life in general. It's my hobby.
Since it's "free Friday" and nothing else is going on here on the Blog I figured I will post something.
I have been thinking of which story I want to focus on and keep writing and working on.

Here is another one I have in the making and I wanted to let you guys see the first chapter and get your feedback about it.

You know my disability is always Paraplegia, I won't even attempt to write about any other disabilities I know nothing about. As a dev I feel most deeply drawn to Paraplegics so that is what I write about.

I can't really decide if I want to keep working on "Caoimhe's Hands" or this one called "What it Was".  If you don't know yet about "Caoimhe's Hands" I am also posting a link to the first chapter.
In addition I will give you a chapter of "What It Was" and looking forward to read how you like the beginning of it.

What It Was - Chapter 1
Caoimhe's Hands - Chapter 1

Thanks my friends, miss you,

Sunday, July 7, 2019

New Book! Cabin Fever!

Cabin Fever is going to be available for download TOMORROW!

Buy a copy of Cabin Fever on Amazon now for only $2.99 or free if you have Amazon Prime or Kindle Unlimited! For those of you who have been reading since the beginning, you should start this one over at the beginning because there's quite a few chapters I cut out for posting here.
I was a damsel in distress.

Trapped in a car. Slowly being buried by the unrelenting snow. No cell service. No way out.

And then when all hope felt lost, he appeared—a shadowy figure emerging from the depths of the blizzard. Except my dashing hero on a mighty steed was instead a hulking beast of a man with an eyepatch and a beard, driving a pickup truck. He offered his small cabin as shelter until the storm blew over.

He saved my life.

But this mysterious, rugged stranger is no prince. He’s not even the simple woodsman he pretends to be. I don’t know exactly what he wants from me.

But I’m beginning to think I want the same damn thing.

Update to Cabin Fever!

Hi all!  This is the final update to Cabin Fever....

Chapter 11 

Table of Contents

Thank you to everyone who has been reading and commenting!

Sunday, June 30, 2019

Not Gay - Table Of Content

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4 
Chapter 5 
Chapter 6

Update to Cabin Fever!

Hi all!  This is the penultimate update to Cabin Fever.  The mystery of Jake is finally revealed in this chapter!

Chapter 10

Table of Contents

Not Gay - Chapter 1

There’s a knock at the door just seconds before Jay would have started the video. Finally! His pothead of a best friend has made it, late like always but there he is at last. Jay isn’t sure he could have waited much longer.

Saturday, June 29, 2019

Not Gay - Chapter 2

Jay doesn’t tell Chris about that evening with Darren. He wouldn’t know what to say, he feels like his brain hasn’t finished processing what happened, plus he’s not sure he wants it to be repeated. That’s why, the next month, when Chris comes over with grass in his pockets and a joint between his lips, ready to watch another video of Jay’s porn selection, Darren isn’t there.

Friday, June 28, 2019

Not Gay - Chapter 3

And then on one of their regular evenings, Darren is late. He’s never late. Jay only notices how unusual it is when he finds himself already standing behind the door when the bell rings.

“Did you miss your train?”

Maybe Jay opened the door too quickly or too abruptly, whatever it was, he apparently managed to spook Darren. His features lock up in a painful-looking spasm, his eyes flutter shut and his lips curl as his knees jerk upward.

“S-sorry,” Jay stammers and stares, rooted to the spot, in front of Darren.

Thursday, June 27, 2019

Not Gay - Chapter 4

By chance, Jay meets Darren again just a few days later, on a house party for a common friend. Darren is like he always is, a bit moody, a bit snarky, but all and all it appears like he’s enjoying himself. Jay and Darren have a brief moment alone in the kitchen, when Jay stumbles in to witness Darren try to pry open a beer can with his teeth.

Wednesday, June 26, 2019

Not Gay - Chapter 5

A few months later Darren is late. He’s not that late, not like this one, disastrous time, it’s just a couple of minutes later than he normally arrives, so Jay knows he took the same train straight from work that he always takes. But it must have taken Darren a little longer to come the way from the station to Jay’s apartment and standing behind the door, waiting, Jay wonders, why.

Tuesday, June 25, 2019

Not Gay - Chapter 6

As has become custom, Darren and Jay don’t talk about the incident from their last jack-off session. The next meeting is without any remarkable interruptions, it’s a good day for Darren, he even makes a joke about Jay’s generous use of lube, and Jay defends himself, almost not blushing as they banter about the correlation of amount of lube, cock size and general skill. And so Jay almost chokes on his coke, lounging on Chris’ reclining chair, when, a couple of weeks later, he hears Darren say:

Sunday, June 23, 2019

Update to Cabin Fever!

Hi all!  It's time for the weekly update to Cabin Fever!  I ended the last chapter on a cliffhanger... I hope you enjoy this one:

Chapter 9

Table of Contents

Sunday, June 16, 2019

Father's Day Update to Cabin Fever!

Happy Father's Day!  In honor of Father's Day, here's another very exciting update to Cabin Fever:

Chapter 8

Table of Contents

Sunday, June 9, 2019

Update to Cabin Fever!

It's Sunday again, which means another update to Cabin Fever.  Things start to get heated in this chapter...

Chapter 7

Table of Contents

Monday, June 3, 2019

Final chapter - Will Love Prevail

Hi there my friends of Will Love Prevail,

I am sorry I am so late on this Monday but I wanted to make sure the final chapter of "Will Love Prevail" will be ready and good.
I sit here with tears of sadness and joy in my eyes as I finished this story. We followed Chiara and Mark for a few months and witnessed how they met, the challenges they faced, the trauma they endured and the love they shared.
I grew attached to them and I hope you did too. I love writing for myself and I love that some people enjoy reading my stories.
Things sometimes come to me as I write, I don't have any real outlines on my stories and I am only an amateur. I do this for fun and pleasure but my stories sometimes feel so real and I invest lots of emotions into them and they can actually take a toll on me.
I usually have music on while I write and different music moves me and inspires me as I write. My playlist on this story consisted of mostly Indie Pop but I finished today with this song playing "Silhouette" by Active Child (feat. Ellie Goulding).
If you are inclined to, put your headphones on and check it out and feel this story with me. To me this song captured the essence of the story, about deep and everlasting love.

I now give you the final chapter of Will Love Prevail as we say Good Bye to Chiara and Mark.

Chapter 32 - Final Chapter

One last Table of Contents, updated with a description of "Will Love Prevail" TOC Will Love Prevail

From the bottom of my heart I thank all of you who read this story all the way to the end. You mean so much to me and my writing. I don't know you but you mean a lot. Maybe let me know once more how you liked this story.

Thank you and lots of love,

Sunday, June 2, 2019

Update to Cabin Fever

Hi all!  I'm back with a weekly update to Cabin Fever.  In this chapter, Jake learns the truth about Natalie...

Chapter 6

Table of Contents

Monday, May 27, 2019

New Chapter - Will Love Prevail

Hi friends,
how is everyone? I am hoping everyone is having a peaceful Memorial Day remembering our fallen from wars past and present.
I am actually away this weekend and am spending time with my son who is active duty in the Coast Guard and lives a four hour flight away from me. I had a wonderful time seeing him and I am so proud of him.
So I'm sitting here in a hotel room (he only has a tiny Studio apartment 😊😊😊😊  ) and it is after midnight in this time zone but not yet midnight in my home time zone.
I didn't want to leave you guys hanging and looked over this chapter, editing quickly and hopefully made it good to go. It is also a very long chapter this time and now I'm pretty tired but here I give you Chapter 31 of Will Love Prevail. I hope I didn't miss any mistakes or anything.
I also wanted to thank you so much for your feedback on my "Story in the making-Caoimhe's Hands". It looks as that there is interest so I will see what I can do here in the near future.
Your comments made me very happy.
Of course also your comments on WLP. I appreciate you so much.
Now I wish you a wonderful week, thanks for reading and let me know how you liked the chapter.


Sunday, May 26, 2019

Update to Cabin Fever

Hi all!  I'm back with another update to Cabin Fever.  In this chapter, Natalie and Jake get more one on one time...

Chapter 5

Table of Contents

Thursday, May 23, 2019

Beta Readers Wanted

Hi everyone! Devo Girl here. Sorry I am jumping in just this one time on a Thursday but I think no one has been posting on this day in a while.

I've been taking a break from Devo Diary to work on revising my historical novel. I wrote the first draft a long time ago, some of you may remember I posted it on fictionpress years ago. It's super long, but my goal is to self publish it on Amazon in three parts. Ruth Madison very kindly paid to have the first book read by a professional editor, whose comments were very helpful. I've finally finished revising based on that feedback. I think it's almost ready for publication but it would be great if anyone here is interested in beta reading and/or proofreading the first book. It's about 60,000 words or 200 pages.

The novel is about a blind man in Covent Garden of the early 18th century, which was at the time the center of both prostitution and the theatrical world. The characters are opera singers and whores, rakes and wantons. The genre is historical fiction, not romance. I did a ton of research and really tried to be accurate with the language. The style is very different from my other writing. I know it's not to everyone's taste, but I'm hoping at least a few readers here are into historical fiction.

I'm posting the first chapter below here after the jump. If you like it and want to beta read the entire first book, please message me at devogirlfromparadevo at gmail. Thanks!

Wednesday, May 22, 2019

Love UnSeen Continues

Thank you so much to everyone who took the time to show their support last week. It means so much to me. I was really beginning to get discouraged about this story so I'm glad that people are still enjoying it.

I'm sorry this update is so late. I was really very, very ill last week and I'm still recovering, plus had a big backlog of work. So I only have a partial chapter this week, and hopefully will get the rest ready for next. Figured you'd prefer a short update to no update again.

Previously on Love UnSeen: Jackson and Dan's date doesn't go as planned, as some of Jackson's past threatens his present, and yet the two grow closer.

This week on Love UnSeen: Dan brings Jackson to the darkroom to introduce Jackson to part of his photographic process, starting with negative processing.

Next week on Love UnSeen: The darkroom date continues.

Love UnSeen - 19 - pt 1


As always, the Table of Contents has been updated.

Monday, May 20, 2019

New Chapter - Will Love Prevail (...and little something extra)

Hi friends of WLP,
happy Monday. Hope all is well.
Back with another chapter but yes, we are coming to an end soon...
I'm also working on several other stories and debating what I will post after WLP or I may just start to publish my previous work for you.
I don't know yet.
Anyways, thanks for still reading and following Chiara and Mark through their ups and downs. Here is Chapter 30 of WLP.
Enjoy and let me know if you are inclined to.
Have a good week,
Hugs, Dani

Table of Contents TOC

And here is a little surprise for you...let me know what you think, thanks my friends!
Surprise story in the making

Sunday, May 19, 2019

Update to Cabin Fever

Hi!  Thanks to everyone who commented last week on Cabin Fever... so glad you guys are enjoying it!  And as promised, here's an update:

Chapter 4

Table of Contents

Wednesday, May 15, 2019

No update this week (Love UnSeen)

Sorry, just been having trouble feeling motivated to finish this week's chapter or bother with the effort to format it.

Not many people seem really interested in the story anyway.

If no one is posting next Wednesday, I'll try to make up for it and post then.

Thanks for understanding.


Monday, May 13, 2019

New Chapter - Will Love Prevail

Hi friends,
It's Monday shortly after midnight and I just got home from work a little while ago.
I want to get the chapter out for today but didn't fine tune it too much since I worked late shifts the last few days.
So if there are any small "boo boo's", sorry...I will try to look over the chapter again later today (Monday).
I want to thank you for your heartfelt comments last week and thank you to everyone still following along. It means so much to me.
Hope everyone is having a great week. I give you Chapter 29  of Will Love Prevail and hope you enjoy some more Chiara and Mark.
Thanks and Hugs,


Sunday, May 12, 2019

Update to Cabin Fever!

Happy Mother's Day to all you mamas out there!  Your present is a new chapter of Cabin Fever :)

Chapter 3

And for those of you who missed it: Chapter 1 and Chapter 2

Monday, May 6, 2019

New Chapter - Will Love Prevail

Hi friends,
I hope everyone is well.
Another Monday, another chapter of WLP
Here is Chapter 28 and I hope some of you actually still enjoy it.
I want to thank the two people who commented last week. I had really hoped people like the chapter last week but I really don't know if no one comments.
So to the two people who did take the time to comment, I thank you very much. It shows me you're there and you care about the story.
Also thanks to the reader who commented on my initial request which I then deleted because no one else wrote anything about it.
Hope everyone is having a good week,

Sunday, May 5, 2019

Update to Cabin Fever!

Happy Cinco de Mayo everyone!

I've got a new chapter of Cabin Fever.  One of you asked if Jake's eyepatch is his only disability and this chapter reveals there's more to it.....

Chapter 2

And for those of you who missed it: Chapter 1

Wednesday, May 1, 2019

Love UnSeen Continues

Hey, everyone! Back with another episode for you!

Previously on Love UnSeen: Jackson's sister convinces him to talk to Dan and give him a chance to explain why he lied about being engaged to Wendy. Jackson learns that Dan is in the closet, partly because of his family and partly because of his job, and yet he wants to date Jackson to give the blind man a chance to trust him.

This week on Love UnSeen: Jackson and Dan's first official date doesn't go as planned, and yet the two grow closer all the same.

Next time on Love UnSeen: Dan brings Jackson to the darkroom to introduce him to a huge part of the photographer's life.

Love UnSeen - 18

If you guys remember, I mentioned a few weeks ago that I was thinking of writing some Black Butler fanfic, and I have. (Don't worry, Love UnSeen is still my #1 priority right now.) A friend encouraged me to start posting one of my stories (it's called Deadly Nightshade) even though it's in the early stages, so I'm posting it every alternate week from Love UnSeen on A03, where you can follow me as chiealeman or plague of insomnia. (AO3 allows anonymous comments, FYI.) So next week there's a new chapter of Deadly Nightshade and then the week after, Love UnSeen, etc. As of right now, all my fan fiction will have an MC a chronic illness or disability, in keeping with my original fiction.

Deadly Nightshade features an asthmatic Ciel (it's one of the major parts of the story) who is also blind in one eye.

I added a new page to my tumblr blog for my fanfic, which you can read about here. (I'll add it to my website soon.)

Just thought I'd share here in case anyone might be interested in it. As of right now, In/Exhale Season 3 ebook is on hold until I can find an artist for the cover art since the one I had has gone on hiatus.

Thank you all once again for your comments and support! I really appreciate it.


As always, you can catch up in the updated Table of Contents

Tuesday, April 30, 2019

What It Was - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

 I stepped off the city bus pulling the hood of my rain jacket over my head. Once again it was another rainy day in September. Fall was moving in with quick strides, colorful leaves were falling from the trees and blowing everywhere. A cold wind from the Sound was gusting through the streets of Seattle. I only had one block to walk to my work place. It usually took about ten minutes.

The bus closed its automatic doors behind me and with a loud engine roar pulled away from the stop, leaving a cloud of environmentally compliant exhaust behind. People who had stepped off the bus with me now scattered into all directions. It was crowded in the city with the usual morning commuters flocking into the city from the suburbs. Traffic in Seattle was a relentless chaos, too many cars, too many construction sites, and too many people.

I had been taking the bus for two years. I lived up in Queen Anne in a tiny apartment but that was all I could afford with the cost of living in this city. I worked in the customer service department of a large bank, ironically specializing in real estate financing and brokerage. The numbers that ran over my desk on any given day when it came to Seattle real estate were numbers I would never earn in my life time.

I rushed over to the cross walk waiting for the light to turn and then squeezing across the street with lots of other pedestrians. I walked faster than usually. I had plenty of time to get to work though, but I was cold and tired and wanted to get inside the warm building. My work day usually started at eight and it was only seven thirty now.

I arrived in the lobby the same time some of my coworkers arrived from other bus stops, public transportation sites, or from the actual employee car garage. I stood in the elevator and was chatting with other employees going up and getting out on different floors of our bank. The Real Estate Finance Department was on the tenth floor.

As I stepped out of the elevator, I met Matt in the hall way. At the employee entrance he held the glass door open for me.

“Good Morning Shay. How are you?”

I took off my hood and shook it out somewhat, splattering drops of rain everywhere including Matt. 

“Good Morning Matt, I’m sorry. What a mess out there?”
“Yeah, sure is. Washington fall for you.”

We stepped inside the warm hallway of our department with the lights on since it was still dark outside. I shook myself again, letting my blonde hair fall loosely over my shoulders and running my hand through it. Matt stood by and was already taking off his coat.

I looked up at him and smiled, “We’ll have this for the next seven months. I don’t even want to think about it.”
He laughed, “Right, it’s not a good thought. I miss summer already.”

He then actually helped me with taking off my coat and handed it to me.I thanked him and we both clocked into work. A few other coworkers came in through the door and we all greeted each other.

I had a cubicle in a row with five other cubicles. Matt sat two cubicles down from me. Now as I walked into my cubicle, I saw through the window it was raining even harder now. As I glanced down onto the streets for a moment, I saw the trees across from our building were swaying in the wind. I hung my coat on the hook, stashed my bag in the corner, and turned on the desk lamp over my computer. I sat down at my desk with my back against the window front. I had been occupying this cubicle for two years. 

It was personalized with a variety of my things, from a stuffed animal my older brother Chad had given me for Christmas to my college degree in a wooden frame, Bachelors in Finance. Scattered throughout my cubicle were other personal items but still decorated tastefully and not too playful. I had my professional integrity to protect and keep things somewhat conservative, especially with my wealthier clients.

As I got situated Matt stopped by once again, “Maybe we can grab lunch together today if you want?”
I looked up at him, “Yeah, maybe, let’s see how the morning goes.”
“Okey dokey, have a good morning then.”
“You too.”

Matt left and I switched on my computer. I knew that Matt had been crushing on me for a while but I had recently gotten out of a four-year relationship. Matt had just started working here about a year ago when I had still been in that relationship. Ever since the break-up, Matt had been lingering around me quite often and a few times we had gone out for drinks or lunches but I just wasn’t ready yet to get into anything else. Matt was a very patient guy.

My morning was busy and I had two clients come in for financing of homes.

I didn’t even realize how fast the time had gone by when I finally was done with my second client and Matt peeked around the corner of my cubicle, “Hey.”
I looked up from a stack of paper, “Oh hey Matt.”
“Do you want to go to lunch?”
I leaned back in my desk chair, “Oh wow, it’s already that time, isn’t it?”
Matt stepped into my cubicle, “It sure is. I was thinking Teriyaki.”
He sat down on one of the chairs in front of my desk and smiled at me, “Looks like you had a productive morning.”
“I did, I finished two deals, people happily overpaying for houses in the Seattle area.”

Matt laughed and nodded. I pushed a stack of paper together and moved it all into a folder on my desk, then set it with several other folders over on the side of my computer, “Yeah, I need to eat something.”
Matt shifted, “All right, let’s grab some lunch then.”

It was about ten minutes later when we sat in the Teriyaki place across the street from where we worked. It was still raining and we were watching people rush by outside, their coats pulled up and over their heads, some umbrellas in between, probably tourists. Of course, Seattlelites didn’t use umbrellas, we wore our rugged outdoor clothing from places like “The North Face” or “Columbia Sportswear”. Tourists on the other hand were usually known to carry umbrellas, it was somewhat of an inside joke amongst the locals.

Matt turned to me, “So how have you been?”
I finished a bite, “I’m doing good. Just getting used to living in my tiny apartment.”

After my break-up I had moved into the apartment in Queen Anne. Before that I had lived in a slightly larger apartment with my ex, maybe about fifteen more square feet but like a thousand dollars more rent every month. 

Matt then stated, “I told you, you should have moved out of the city and gotten a larger apartment for the same rent you are paying for your tiny place.”
I remarked, “And commute like an hour longer every morning and every night. No thanks.”

The living conditions were tough in Seattle and its suburbs. Rents were sky high, mortgages pretty much unaffordable unless you were rich out of your ears, and the homeless problem grew every day, people living on the streets in very large numbers.

Matt lived out in Tukwila, which was about a thirty-minute drive if the Interstate was open.
We chatted about work and living in Seattle like we didn’t already talk about that enough in our jobs. Matt specialized in commercial properties though whereas I took care of people buying houses and apartments. I dug into my Teriyaki chicken and rice bowl and looked out the large window of the restaurant. We sat next to each other with view out to the sidewalk and watched people rushing by and hurrying to wherever they needed to go.

Matt then asked, “What are your plans for the weekend?”
I shrugged my shoulders, “I don’t know yet. No plans yet. Depends on the weather I guess.”

Most of my friends also lived in the city and some of them were still friends I had from my previous relationship so depending on what was going on I always had to make sure I didn’t see my ex.

Matt then said, “Shay, I would really like to take you out for dinner or a movie or something.”

I had expected it was going to happen sooner or later that he would ask me out. He had been patient long enough I guess. He was an attractive guy in his mid-thirties, a few years older than I.

I looked at him and smiled nervously, “I don’t know Matt.”
“What don’t you know?”
I shrugged my shoulders, “I just don’t know if I’m ready yet to date.”
“Shay, it’s only a dinner or a movie or both.”

He was right with his statement. It didn’t really mean anything but there were things I wasn’t sure about when it came to myself. I was dealing with some things and I didn’t really want to commit to anyone.

I met Matt’s blue eyes on me. They were very nice eyes and he was an attractive guy. He wore his hair in a trendy cut, longer on top, short and faded on the sides and in the back. At work he usually wore a suit and tie and he was really an attractive man. Sometimes at work behind his desk he wore glasses and they made him look a tad bit nerdy but in a very sexy way. When he took off his glasses, he really did look very sexy and his bright blue eyes were prominent in his face.

Right now, I was looking at him and thinking to myself how I could actually be hesitant about his offer. I knew there were women in the bank who had a crush on Matt and some had tried unsuccessful to get with him or get a date out of him.

There I was sitting and looking at this very attractive man who asked me out and I was uncertain.

Matt tilted his head and smiled at me his very sexy smile, “Come on Shay, don’t leave me hanging. I want to take you out. I know a very nice Thai restaurant out in Montlake. We could go to a movie after or a drink if you want. I know you like Thai.”
I laughed softly, “I do like Thai.”
“So, what’s it going to take? Just say yes.”

The wrinkles in the corners of his eyes made him look even sexier. His blue eyes coincided with his teal tie.

I nodded, “Okay.”
Matt smiled and pretended to wipe sweat from his forehead, “Phew, I did it. Got the prettiest girl in the finance department to go out with me.”
We laughed together and he added in a more serious tone, “Thanks Shay, you won’t regret it. What time and day this weekend is good for you?”
“Saturday for sure.”
“Okay, what time?”

We decided on six o’clock on Saturday evening. Matt was going to pick me up at my apartment. 

We kept eating and as I was looking out to the sidewalk with all the people passing by, my eyes caught a figure across the street. A few cars passed by and a bus and I then got a good view again. It was a person in a wheelchair pushing the rims and coming to a halt under one of the storefront roofs. I could see it was a man and he looked like just another homeless guy out on the street, now parked in his wheelchair and begging for money.
I watched for a moment and then pedestrians blocked my view again.

Matt pulled me from my observation and followed my eyes out to the street, commenting, “It’s coming down harder now.”
I looked at my cell phone quickly and added, “I guess we have to get back too.”

Matt looked at his cell phone and agreed. We finished our lunch bowls and then slipped into our jackets. I grabbed my purse and we left the bistro.

Matt stayed close to me as we stepped outside and prepared to cross the street. I had my hood over my head and we waited at the light. My eyes wandered to the homeless person in the wheelchair. He was still there. I couldn’t see his face because he wore a hoodie and had the hood pulled far into his face.

The light turned and we crossed with lots of people to the other side, dodging the oncoming pedestrians trying to get across to the opposite side.

I kept glancing over to the guy in the wheelchair. I hadn’t seen him in our area before. Usually the homeless had their regular corners and they defended those corners with all their might. I had seen fights erupt among them before when a new person would come too close to their regular corners. I had never seen this guy in our area but I kept glancing over there now as we crossed and reached the other side. We had to pass right by him and I saw his hands held open in his lap. I felt the urge to give him some change or a few dollars. I don’t know what it was because usually I had become quite numb to the homeless begging on the corners. There were so many of them in our city that it was almost a nuisance that they were everywhere. Full homeless camps were set up under bridges or in abandoned industry lots and it was a constant topic on the evening news. 

As we passed by him I saw the hoodie he wore was pulled into his face but looking at his hands held open, they were not hands of an old person. His legs were in some torn jeans with stains and his feet were in some worn out Nike sneakers. I couldn’t see his face and we passed by without my being able to give him some money.

His wheelchair had caught my eyes too. It wasn’t one of those old raggedy or bulky wheelchairs homeless people sometimes had from written off hospital inventory or donated from a charity organization. His wheelchair looked more like a regular wheelchair non-homeless, disabled people would use. His wheelchair looked like something I would see on pictures or in video clips of disabled men who lived normal lives. It didn’t look new but it was definitely a wheelchair a person would have if they had a disability affecting their walking or couldn’t walk anymore at all. This looked like a wheelchair the paraplegic guys I followed on YouTube had, maybe an older, worn out version of a wheelchair but definitely not a bulky old hospital wheelchair.

We hurried by and got back to our office a few minutes late. Matt helped me out of my jacket again as we got to our cubicles.
“Thanks Matt.”
“You’re welcome. Shay…” I looked at him and he smiled at me, “I’m really looking forward to Saturday.”
I smiled at him, “Me too.”

He stood there as I hung up my jacket on the hook in my cubicle.
“How many clients do you have this afternoon?”
I looked at my desk calendar, “One more today, penthouse suite on Mercer Island.”
Matt whistled softly, “Penthouse huh?”
I grinned at him, “Yeah, it’s the big bucks coming in.”

We laughed and he then wished me a good rest of my day and headed to his cubicle.

I got organized and pulled the files for my next client up on my computer with the property they were interested in, valued at almost one million. And I kept thinking about the guy in the wheelchair sitting under a storefront roof about ten floors down from me begging for money.

My afternoon passed by quickly and I had a successful appointment with my client. Throughout the afternoon though I couldn’t get my mind off the guy in wheelchair. I was hoping for some strange reason that he was still going to be there and I could give him some money and maybe get a look at his face.

Everyone got ready at the same time. Matt came over and we all slipped into our jackets and headed for the elevator. My coworkers wanted to go for happy hour drinks but I really didn’t feel like it.

Jenny, a girl who worked in the same department tried to persuade me into going with them, “Come on Shay, you didn’t go last week either. What’s going on with you? Are you getting lame on us?”
We laughed and Adam, another one of my coworkers then added, “She’ll go if Matt goes.”
With that he looked at Matt and Matt smiled, “I’m up for a drink.”
I sighed and smiled, “You guys are annoying. Why are you forcing me to drink?
Matt stood next to me in the elevator and said, “I’ll go for a drink. Come with us Shay.”

I was eventually persuaded into going with them and as we stepped out onto the sidewalk my eyes quickly travelled over to where I had seen the guy in the wheelchair. He was still there and I really wanted to give him some money.

Whereas everyone was about to head into the other direction I then told them, “Hey, I’m going to run into Rite Aid really quick and I’ll be over at The Black Bear in about fifteen minutes.”
I was glad when no one protested but instead Matt just said, “I’ll hold a seat for you.”
“Okay, thanks Matt. I’ll see you guys in a bit.”

They all headed into the opposite direction of where I was going. The guy in the wheelchair was at the corner of the Rite Aid drug store. I didn’t have to get anything from the store really. It was cold and rainy still; the roads were wet and as the cars were driving through I had to watch out for them going through puddles on the street. I pulled up my collar and tugged my scarf in some more. My hands were already getting cold and I debated getting my gloves out of my purse but decided I would be okay for a short time. 

I walked toward him and even though there were lots of people walking by, no one stopped or gave him anything. He sat there hunched over in the wheelchair, and with his hood pulled into his face, his hands still open on his lap.

I had reached him and stopped in front of him. I fiddled with my coat and pulled out the five-dollar bill I had taken from my wallet earlier. He moved his head and looked up somewhat and even though I couldn’t make out a whole lot, I saw a little of his face with dark bangs hanging into his forehead and over his eyes some.

As I was about to give him the money, I saw how his hands were red and calloused. His whole upper body was shaking from the cold and now I wished I would have bought him a hot coffee or something. There was a Starbucks around the corner and I could run in there and get some coffee for him. I handed him the five-dollar bill and he took it and looked up some more and now I got a glimpse of his dark eyes below the bangs. A shadow of a dark beard was visible.

It was the voice of a young man when he said, “Thank you very much. I appreciate it.”
For a split moment our eyes met and I replied, “You’re welcome.”

I really wanted to say so much more and my mind was racing but he lowered his eyes, his face invisible again under the hood, and he stuck the money into the pocket of his hoodie.

I stood for a few more seconds with all kinds of thoughts in my head but then realized this was awkward and I had to keep moving with the crowds of pedestrians who didn’t even waste one moment on this guy.

I decided to run into Starbucks and as I stood inside, I looked at the board with trembling hands and when they asked me what I wanted I ordered a venti drip coffee. I waited for a few moments until they called my name and I grabbed the paper cup with the sleeve around it. I put some packets of sugar and creamer in a small bag and I hurried back outside. It had been at least twenty minutes already and I knew I needed to get to the pub.

Outside I mingled once again with all the people on the sidewalk and when I got to the spot where he had been, he wasn’t there anymore. I had this large coffee in my hand now and stood there clueless. I looked around for him but it was almost impossible to spot one specific person among all the people rushing along and hurrying to their busses, cars and homes.

And then I did spot a wheelchair on the other side of the street and realized it was him pushing the rims and wheeling along with the crowds of people.
He sat hunched over in the wheelchair, his hood still pulled far into his face, and his bare hands on the rims of his wheelchair.

I ran across with the next light and I felt silly when I ran after him and called out, “Hey.”

He didn’t hear or acknowledge me, most likely not even wasting a thought that anyone was actually calling him. And I felt like a crazy person, running after this homeless guy in a wheelchair with a hot coffee in my hands. I didn’t want to just waste five dollars though and it would have been weird if I showed up at the bar with a Starbucks coffee in my hand. And when I did get Starbucks every once in a while, it definitely wasn’t just a regular drip coffee. I usually had some fancy overpriced coffee cocktail like everyone else who made this company a multi-billion-dollar business.

I was right behind him now and said, “Hey.”       

He stopped in his pushing motion and came to a halt on the side of the building. I now saw he had a backpack on the handles of his wheelchair.
I got in front of him and he looked up at me, probably very surprised at seeing me again.

I held the coffee in my hand and the rain was drizzling onto the plastic lid of the cup. I looked at him and he actually moved his hood up some and I saw more of his face. His eyes were dark and flickered nervously. I saw he was still shaking and his hoodie had wet spots on the shoulders where the rain drops were landing.  

I now felt sillier than ever at this feeble attempt to be a good citizen and do something good for someone less fortunate.

I felt really dumb actually but now offered the coffee to him and tried to explain with a stutter, “I…You were not…not at the same spot but I…wanted to get a coffee for you since…since it’s pretty cold out.”

I could barely finish the sentence I was so nervous. I really didn’t know why I was so nervous. Somehow it felt like I was doing something wrong instead of something good. I felt awkward having hunted him down and basically forcing my charity on him. It seemed so selfish in a way even though it was meant to be just the opposite.

He seemed cold and nervous too but he reached for the coffee with his cold, dirty, and red hand. It was a large hand though, a strong hand from what I saw. His fingernails were trimmed but dirty.

He took the coffee from me with a shaking, blotchy hand and I tried to think of something else to say, “I’m sorry I hunted you down. I just thought…”

I really felt even sillier now saying anything else. I felt like a complete snob.
He then sat up some and looked at me directly from under his hood and through the dark strands of hair.

He did something to his wheelchair with the free hand and then added this second hand to holding the cup and now had both hands wrapped around the cup. I saw his hands were shaky and the cup trembled in his hands as he brought it down to his lap.

His voice was nervous but sincere when he now said, “That’s very kind of you. I’m sorry I wasn’t…at the spot anymore.”

Even though he sounded nervous I also heard gratefulness in his voice. It was a young man’s voice but also a defeated voice.

I wanted to say something else but he added softly, “My hands are cold. The warm cup feels good. Thank you so much.”

He still had both hands wrapped around the cup and just held it there in his lap.

I managed a smile, “Well, hope you enjoy.”
He nodded slightly, “I will.”

I stood up taller again and was ready to make my getaway.

Just as I was about to take a step he said again, “Thank you so much. It means a lot.”
His voice trembled and I could hear the insecurity in it.
“You’re welcome. Have a good evening.”

The moment I said the last sentence I wanted to disappear. How was this guy going to have a good evening? He surely wasn’t going home to his apartment with the fireplace on. More likely he was heading to one of the many shelters in town or one of the illegal homeless camps scattered throughout Seattle always on the verge of being cleared out and the people driven away just to find another spot to set up their tattered tents with all their belongings in shopping carts or backpacks. He possibly would actually end up sleeping in one of the entrance ways of a store or unoccupied building.

His evening was probably going to be one of survival of the fittest and I felt like a complete idiot.

I was stunned when he smiled nervously and said, “You have a good evening too.”

I needed to leave because I could barely stand looking at him anymore and feeling like a snobby diva. At the same time there was something about him that made me nervous in a strange way. His being in the wheelchair which didn’t look like some fake wheelchair thing but a real wheelchair that belonged to him and one he most likely depended on to get around interested me. I wondered about his disability and I wondered who he was. He was someone’s son for sure and whereas any other homeless person never occupied my mind any further because I had developed a numbness living in Seattle, with him something was different. I walked away and my head was spinning. 

Of what I had seen, he had beautiful dark eyes.

Monday, April 29, 2019

Cabin Fever: Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

What It Was - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I hurried against the main flow of the pedestrian crowds toward the pub where I was supposed to meet my coworkers. I realized I didn’t even have a Rite Aid bag on me to actually show proof that I had been at the drugstore. I didn’t want them to know that I went out of my way to actually see this random homeless guy. In hindsight the part about getting him a coffee just seemed plain ridiculous and if they would know I actually had run after him, they would probably think I’m crazy.  I couldn’t let them know.

The guy occupied my mind though. Once again it had been a wheelchair that had caught my attention. It was my dirty little secret and the source for lots of shame and guilt. I had a thing for guys in wheelchairs, always had had it. Usually though it wasn’t some homeless guy I would check out but instead I followed good looking, attractive guys on YouTube and I admired them doing their work-outs in wheelchairs, how they instructed on doing wheelies off or onto the curbs of sidewalks, how they showed their accessible homes or told their stories about how they became paraplegic. I had a serious thing for those guys and I had my channels I was subscribed to under a random name. None of my friends knew about this side of me. I had always felt it was wrong, and had kept this very ingrained trait of my personality hidden away from everyone, including my family or my ex boyfriends who had all been able bodied and fit. In my fantasies I had very different images from the real-life men I was dating.

New Chapter - Will Love Prevail

Hi friends 🌈
another week, another chapter of WLP.
Hope you had a great week. Mine was so busy with all kinds of stuff going on. Time seems to just race by me right now.
I give you Chapter 27 of Will Love Prevail.
Thanks to everyone still reading along and for the comments I get,
Hugs, Dani πŸ’Ÿ

Sunday, April 28, 2019

What It Was - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Thursday morning was not very busy. I didn’t have any appointments scheduled and was working on projects and paperwork for some of my clients. I read through some informational material about the real estate market in Seattle and had to go online to take a test on some new regulations.

Matt was nice and perfectly attractive like he was every day. And even though he was a very good-looking guy, my mind kept drifting off to Jordan in his worn-out sneakers, dirty hoodie, and ripped jeans out on the street with no money and no home. I couldn’t wait for my lunch break and I was already trying to come up with an excuse for Matt in case he was going to ask me to go to lunch with him.   

My lunch break came around and I was going to try to get out of the office before Matt would even have a chance to ask me to join him. I slipped into my coat and basically snuck out of the office without anyone knowing.

I hurried to the elevator and took it down. In the lobby I greeted our security guards and then went outside. As I came around the corner of the street where I had previously seen Jordan under the Rite Aid store roof, I was disappointed when I didn’t see him in his spot. He wasn’t there and as my eyes travelled over the immediate area, scanning the sidewalks and the cross walks, I didn’t see him anywhere. It didn’t rain that day but instead it was cold and windy. Leaves from trees were drifting through the streets and with the strong wind dark clouds were rolling across the sky quickly.

New story: Cabin Fever

Hi all!  This is a new sexy story I'm writing that I hope you will enjoy!  The first part is a bit long, but hopefully you'll enjoy it!  As always, I would love feedback :)


“I think we should turn around.”

My boyfriend, Chase, and I are on our way to a romantic weekend in a cabin in Vermont.  It sounded so wonderful when he told me about it.  A nice warm cabin surrounded by snow.  Just the two of us.  No interruptions from the outside world.

But right around the time when I lost reception on my phone, it stopped seeming like a great idea.  And now that the snow is coming down fast and hard, and the tires of Chase’s Ferrari are slipping on the tiny road we’ve turned down, it doesn’t feel like a great idea anymore. 

Saturday, April 27, 2019

What It Was - Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Saturday came around and I did some grocery shopping at the market in walking distance not far from my apartment. I did have a small car but I didn’t use it very much really, usually to drive out to my parent’s place or to visit Chad and Amber. My car was mostly parked in an assigned spot in the garage under my apartment complex.

At the supermarket I bought a few things I needed. I didn’t need to worry about dinner that night since Matt was going to take me out. I was looking forward to the date with Matt but I also knew that I couldn’t take this any further. I stood at the register and paid. The girl behind the counter chatted cheerfully and told me how delicious the Strawberry cake, I bought a slice of, was.

I stepped out on the sidewalk with my two bags and made my way back toward my apartment. Right outside the grocery store a homeless guy was sitting on the ground with a sign in front of him stating that anything helps and God may bless us.
I dropped two dollars in the small, dirty plastic container on the ground in front of him. He looked up at me and thanked me. I nodded at him and went home.

Friday, April 26, 2019

What It Was - Chapter 5

 Chapter 5

I spent some time at the gym on Sunday and met up with my friend, Lisa, afterwards. We hung out at a cozy coffee shop in the middle of where we both lived. I didn’t tell her about Jordan but I did tell her that I had gone out with Matt and she wanted to know everything about the date. I left it at that we were taking it slow and were not together yet. She insisted I keep her updated though.

I also called my parents and talked with my mom for over an hour about work, life, my date with Matt, and about my brother Chad and his girlfriend Amber. My mom made sure I was updated on my parents’ life and we planned to meet up the next weekend.

Monday morning, I started with the daily rut of commuting to work and after I had stepped off the bus, I took a detour to pass by Rite Aid and see if there was a slight chance that Jordan would be there. It was early in the morning though and he wasn’t there.

He also wasn’t there during lunch when I used another errand to Rite Aid as an excuse to get out of lunch with some coworkers and Matt. Jordan wasn’t anywhere in sight and I was sad about that. I also didn’t see him when I got off from work and checked again on my way to the bus stop. He was not there.

Thursday, April 25, 2019

What It Was - Chapter 6

Chapter 6

I was taken to Swedish Medical Center Emergency Department. When they opened the door in the back of the ambulance, I saw other ambulances driving up and I hoped that one of them had Jordan in it. I sat upright on the gurney with a bandage somewhat wrapped around my head, one of the EMT’s had applied pressure the whole time while we were driving. I hadn’t called my family or anyone yet and was still trying to comprehend what had happened.

In the ambulance the EMT’s had explained to me that my ankle didn’t seem broken but was most likely sprained, an X-Ray would clarify this. I would need stitches though in my forehead and I was nervous to hear about that.  We arrived at the ER; they pulled the gurney out of the ambulance and also Jordan’s wheelchair. As we entered the ER, I saw one of the EMT’s talk to someone and hand over the wheelchair.

I was assigned a room in the Emergency Department and the EMT’s helped me get from the gurney onto the hospital bed. My head hurt a lot and every movement of my foot caused pain. The EMT’s relayed all my information over to my nurse named Kim. Eventually I had an armband around my wrist with my name, date of birth, and account number established by the hospital and the three letters NKA. The EMT’s wished me well and left to go on another call.

Wednesday, April 24, 2019

What It Was - Chapter 7

Chapter 7

It was at almost six in the morning when Kim came back into my room before she was leaving to go home at seven.
She told me that Jordan had been restless all night and he kept asking to get discharged. Apparently, the doctor had told him he would not discharge him until later on in the morning and Jordan was frustrated about that.

I asked Kim, “Do you think I could see him again?”
She nodded, “Yeah, I’m sure it’s okay. I’ll get a wheelchair for you.”
“That would be great.”

Kim left and shortly after she came back with another hospital wheelchair and helped me into it. I was very tired but I wanted to see Jordan. My foot was propped up again on the foot rest and Kim pushed me through the Emergency Department once again. This early in the morning it seemed as it had quieted down some, not as much commotion and voices were muffled and rooms were darkened or empty.

Tuesday, April 23, 2019

What It Was - Chapter 8

Chapter 8

I was relieved that Jordan wanted me to stay. If he would have wanted me to leave, it would have been difficult and I was certain I could never have forgotten about him. We had connected and things had been said that would have been impossible to forget. I sat there in the hospital wheelchair, my leg propped up horizontally and I just looked at Jordan. He was obviously preoccupied with fighting against his body and the cravings it harbored. I had no idea how difficult this was for him. Only as I watched his body shake in a constant tremor and his hand and fingers on the bed by his side twitch without stopping, I still could hardly imagine how this was for him.

The closest thing I had come to as in drugs had been Marijuana. I had smoked pot, I had ingested it, and I had drank strangely formulated Cannabis drinks but I had never before in my life touched any harder drugs. I remembered kids in High School and even college who had fallen prey to the merciless grip of harder drugs, the drugs that make your life seem worthless and bleak, the drugs that slowly but certainly killed the person it held captive.

I watched Jordan and took a deep breath because I thought about his situation and how I now was part of it. I was part of it because I had spotted a wheelchair and I usually never missed a wheelchair and I always checked what type of person was in it. If it was a woman or an elderly person, I didn’t care too much, but the wheelchair in itself always stirred my curiosity and I wondered what the disability was that forced the person to use a wheelchair. If I wasn’t particularly attracted to the person in the wheelchair, it remained just that - the curiosity of the disability and the assistive devices that came with the disability. It had always been like that. Even though I had always been interested in all these medical things, the fear and shame of actually working in the medical field because of my strange interests and attractions had been the reason of my career choice and kept me far away from any medical careers.

Monday, April 22, 2019

What It Was - Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Jordan was gone and I just sat there. I felt somewhat abandoned by him. Jordan hadn’t thought twice about it, he had wanted to get out of the hospital as quick as he could.
Tears were slowly running over my cheeks as I sat there in the hospital wheelchair and thought about what had just happened.

I was startled when I heard a voice behind me, “Shay?”

Kim stood there in the door frame with a large bag over her shoulder.

I looked up and she saw my tears, “Are you all right, Shay?” 
She set the bag down on the counter and pulled one of the two chairs in the room closer and sat down, “What’s going on Shay? Are you in pain?”

I shook my head but didn’t know what to tell her. I felt silly crying in front of her.

She explained, “My shift ended, I was about to head home. I wanted to check in with you before.”

Kim handed me the tissue box from the counter. I pulled out a tissue and dabbed my eyes.

She inquired, “Is Jordan gone?”
I suppressed the last of my tears and answered, “Yes, he left.”
Kim nodded knowingly, “I guess AMA?”
I now knew what this abbreviation meant and I nodded, “He was very restless.”
Kim remarked, “His body was probably craving the stuff. Most addicts don’t stay here long and leave AMA.”

I nodded again, dabbing some run away tears with the tissue.

“Will you see him again?”
I shrugged my shoulders, “I don’t know, I hope so. He said I will see him again but he didn’t know when.”
“Do you have a way to get in touch with him?”
I explained Jordan’s phone situation to Kim and finished with, “He said I needed to trust him.”
Kim looked down to her feet in the nurses’ clogs and then back up at me, “So you really care about him then?”
I nodded holding the balled-up tissue in my hand, “Yes, very much.”

New Chapter - Will Love Prevail

Hi friends,
sorry about the later post but life has just been so busy lately.
I was actually in Portland this past weekend and had a great time. Not too long ago I was in Burien where my character Mark lives and I literally felt like I would have to visit Chiara and him...lol
It's so strange how attached we can get to our characters I guess, they feel so real at times.

Anyways, I edited the next chapter this afternoon since I was still off and am giving you Chapter 26 of Will Love Prevail. I just really love my characters Chiara and Mark so much and they are getting their happy ending. The story is not over yet, I want to give you a bit more of them actually being together.

So for this week, enjoy this chapter and thanks for reading, for you patience, and for commenting. Now I'm off to be a soccer mom, another one of my many personas...lol

Hugs, Yours, Dani

TOC - Table of Contents

Later today

Hi friends of WLP,
I will be posting later today. Sorry...
I was gone all weekend for a getaway for my birthday and didn't have time to get the chapter ready tonight.
But I will post later today,
Hugs, Dani

Sunday, April 21, 2019

What It Was - Chapter 10

Chapter 10

As we stood in the foyer of my apartment Jordan looked around nervously.
I wanted to make him feel welcome and reassured him, “I’m very happy you’re here, Jordan.”
He smiled, “Thank you for letting me come here.”
“Let me show you around. It’s not a very big apartment.”

I made my way in front of him and Jordan came behind me.

As we stood there, I explained, “This is the living room. Over there is the kitchen and dining area.”
Jordan scanned my apartment, “It’s a nice place.”
I looked down the hallway, “At the end of the hallway is my bedroom and master bathroom.”

My apartment was not very spacious and I was worried Jordan couldn’t get through the hallway.

I turned to him, “Do you think you can make it down the hallway?”
My judgement at the width of his wheelchair and the width of the hallway was obviously off because Jordan right away answered, “No problem.”

I rolled with my foot on the scooter through the hallway and we made it to the bedroom door.

I went all the way in, Jordan stayed back by the door and I turned to him, “So yeah, this is the bedroom, and over there is the master bathroom. There is also a small bathroom in the foyer with just a toilet and sink but it’s probably too tight for you to get in with the…with the wheelchair.”

He nodded but didn’t come in any further.