She slipped a hand into her panties and started sending rainbow shockwaves through her body in time to the music.
Something is Blooming – Part 2
I do not have cops in my pocket, Mr Jones, and while I might be a man who colours outside of the lines, the kind of clout, influence and willingness to take risks is not something I’m interested in.
Insanity 4 by D.I. Jolly
“Never let it be said that the apocalypse wasn’t beautiful.”
Freestyler 2 By D.I. Jolly
Josh put down his beer, distantly aware that it was somehow to blame for the conversation he was having.
Der Klatsch (Rumours) By D.I. Jolly
While his personality was kind and easy-going, the one prevailing opinion of him, was that he was different.
Plan C by D.I. Jolly
Lying in the bath sipping on of the most expensive bottle of wine he’d ever seen, Derrick said out loud.
“Well, I’m just… breathtakingly fucked.”
Nicer Wine By D.I. Jolly
The barmaid was a tired-looking girl, probably in her mid-20s after a shower, but in that moment she could have been anything from 19 to 47.
Most Things Can’t Hurt Us By D.I Jolly
“I always knew… That we were solid. That whatever shit came our way we’d take it on together. That even on days when we hated each other we would take each other’s hands and get through it, together.”
For She is Chaos By D.I. Jolly
“I know what you’re thinking.” He said as he slipped the last of his martini down his throat. “Does he come here often? The answer is no.”
Family By D.I. Jolly
Isaac was, in fact, going to be late for his family dinner as he was, at the same moment, on the other side of the city quietly slipping out of the bedroom of Mrs Williamson.