Molly McCalla

HERE

Here I am. Arms akimbo, neck muscles on fire, and lying face down in the dirt somewhere. How did I get here? And where the hell is HERE anyway? Turning my head to the opposite side of the pain, I try to look around. It looks like home, but it's not home. I've been here, but I haven't been here. It's a field that I've walked through hundreds of times on my way to work, and now it's full of colors and flora that I've never seen before. All I know is that it's supposed to be the same place. The place that I know.

I just noticed there are people here. No, I can't mistake these things for people. The appendages of these beings are long, but they don't end with fingertips or feet. They manage to balance on thin stumps, taking slow strides across the field. Cloth is draped over what are meant to be shoulders, and end somewhere around where thighs should be. Their necks are so thin that I'm in awe of how they're able to keep their heads up at all. They are all well over 7 feet tall.

They have no visible features on their faces. No features, that is, until they speak. A black hole in the form of a spiral opens on the beings' faces. Stars swim beyond the new found openings, whole universes living inside them. Visible sound waves billow from the holes, and release a bouquet of indescribable noises. I am transfixed, or terrified, or both.

I manage to push my hands into the dirt and bring myself up to my knees. I'm not out of breath anymore. I rub the points of pain on my neck and shoulders and try to see if there's anything beyond the field. The beings have now stopped to look at me. They approach me slowly. What do I do? Given the choice of flight, fight, or freeze, I've always frozen. But if they're hostile, freezing may not be an option. I stand up but my legs are weak, as if this is the first time I've used them in months. I buckle under the weight of myself and start to fall. One of the beings catches me in their arms before I hit the ground. The face hole opens. I see sound waves. I hear words that I can't understand. But there's something comforting about the sound. Maybe we're meant to be friends. Maybe we've been friends all along. I let my body relax and my eyes droop as I curl into the arms of the being that saved me. I yawn. I'm falling asleep. I'm not supposed to be here, I realize. But the being brings their face closer and closer to mine.

Their mouth opens again, and now all I see are stars.

Snow Falls, Love Blooms [FMC and MMC meet]

“Why isn’t it on display?” Liz finally speaks up. The owner’s already friendly eyes soften and he smiles. He’s not showing teeth, but it’s still inviting, like he’s happy to meet her.
“Ahh, well that’s because this beautiful chair is extra special. I was saving it for a special person.”
“Special,” Liz breathes.
“Absolutely. Something worthy of you.I’m Walter by the way,” he says.
Liz just noticed that he no longer has the toothpick in his mouth. He must have gotten rid of it when he was getting this chair.
“My name’s Liz,” she says. She reaches out to shake his hand. She’s expecting a firm grip because that’s what she’s used to, but his grip isn’t like that. Walter has big hands, but he’s not squeezing too tight. His handshake is comforting and warm.
“Would you like to try out your brand new chair, Liz?” he says ‘brand new chair’ like an announcer on a game show. Several people have turned their heads to face them, and Liz can feel her cheeks getting warm. She’s embarrassed by all of the attention. She lowers her head to avoid making eye contact with anyone before she sits down. It feels just right. Liz slides down into the chair and gets comfortable. That makes Walter laugh.
“Right at home, huh?” he says.
“Yes,” Liz says with a sigh.
“Walter?” she asks. Her eyes are closed. This is such a comfortable chair.
“Yes, Liz?”
“I think I’ll take it.”

Elf and Vampire Romance

“You have to go,” her voice was playful, but he knew that she was serious. She rolled over to look at him, her hair fell around her face and shoulders like a white curtain. He was still lying on his back; his eyes searching the heavens that they had just been making love under.
The sky was now several shades of pink and orange. The king had never seen it this color and he knew that that was all up to her. Whatever she felt the sky felt too. His gaze shifted from the clouds to her pale skin, and then to her eyes.
“I don’t want to leave you,” he said.
The queen lowered her face to his, her hair tumbling around them. She gave him a gentle kiss on his lips. His lips were so warm and full of life. It was strange for her to feel anything at all, but when she was near him, something inside her stirred. Now was the first time she ever felt alive. She had lived for centuries and never knew what it meant for a man to love her.
“I don’t want you to leave,” she whispered when their lips parted. The colors above them turned to a beautiful blush. The orange in the sky was dancing with delight overhead like the silhouettes of flowers.
“How long do you think we can go on like this?” he asked.
Even with his deep voice, when he spoke, her sky brightened. There were now wisps of aqua floating among the clouds. He brought a new color to her world, and it delighted her.
“Not long. The humans in my court are suspicious of me. I can feel it,” she said.
“But they’ve never seen us together.”
“No…but there is always reason to talk when a queen is often away from her kingdom and her people.”
She rested her head on his chest and listened to the sound of his heart beating. His chest rose and fell slowly. She couldn’t understand how he was so peaceful in times like this.
If anyone discovered an elf and a vampire together that could destroy everything; even everything beyond their own lust.
But they were not just a vampire and an elf, they were the king and the queen of their respective kingdoms. They were two of some of the most important rulers in this entire realm. There had been a feud between most of the kingdoms for quite some time. Some humans found their loyalties with the vampires and some with the elves. Wraiths, sirens, and the merfolk killed anyone who drew near to the coast and the caves in the mountains by the sea. And the wolves who walked like men had a history of disloyalty; though now most had ties to the vampire queen, which meant they could kill an elf on sight once it stepped into the Great Black Wood.
Discovering that the elf king and the vampire queen were meeting in secret would destroy the natural order in all of the kingdoms.
“You have to go,” the queen said again. Her voice was barely above a whisper now. She was tired. She wanted to sleep in his arms, but she knew that that was a dangerous idea. She snuggled up against the king’s chest to enjoy him for just a few moments longer. His breathing was like a gentle rocking that was lulling her to sleep. She closed her eyes, promising herself that she wouldn’t fall asleep. She would rise and they would say their goodbyes until their next encounter.
But the queen was soon fast asleep; lying cold against the warm body of the tall and handsome king. Before morning, the king had quietly slipped away and made his way back to the south to rejoin his people.

Nine-Tailed Fox and Shape Shifter Romance Trilogy [EXPLICIT CONTENT]

Ok, he can buy me one drink, I thought. I decided to entertain this guy. Why not? It was Saturday night. He looked lonely, and I was desperate. I hadn’t felt another man’s hands around me since...well, since Trayton.
But I’m not thinking about Trayton. I’m thinking about Mr. Lonely at the bar with the hungry blue eyes. He looks uncomfortable. I’ll make this easy for him.
I raised an eyebrow at him the next time he looked at me. That made him nervous. He looked down to avoid my gaze. I smiled. I was gorgeous in this form. Long tangled black curls like a lion, eyes the color of copper, and skin like caramel.
The man looked up at me again, but this time he was bold enough not to look away. He gulped down a shot of what I assumed was scotch. He leaned over the counter, and muttered to the bartender with his eyes still fixated on me. The bartender shot me a glance. The man bit his lip then. That piqued my curiosity, and the hairs on the back of my arms stood up. His eyes ran across my body like longing fingers. It was like he was taking ownership of what lay underneath my clothes. It turned me on.
“Courtesy of the gentleman with the grey jacket,” I was brought back from my daydream by the grumpy voice of the bartender. He “clunked” my drink down onto my table and shambled away.
I lifted the glass and made a gesture over to the man, giving thanks. I took a taste. Whiskey. It wasn’t what I had been drinking all night, but I figured it would take me from tipsy to drunk really quick. I gulped the rest of it down. With one fluid motion, I placed down my glass, picked up my jacket, and stood up from my table. I was going to thank him personally.
I walked with a bit of a swagger from the liquid confidence. He sat up right as I approached. His eyes were a mystical shade of blue, like circular sapphires.
“Hey, thanks,” I put a hand on the bar to steady myself.
“My pleasure,” he said. He was nervous. I would be.
“You wanna get outta here?” I bit my lip, and he nodded. He got up from the barstool and followed me out of the bar. It was a crisp October night, and I could smell the cold in the air. I put my jacket on.
“Where did you park?” I asked. I smiled when he pointed toward the car park across the street. It was late. I didn’t know how long I would be this way. I ran my hand over my torso...still very masculine. He took my hand. I let him. He lightly grazed over my palm as we walked. Then suddenly and seductively, he put one of my fingers in his mouth. That woke me up.
He drew me closer to him once we had crossed the street. His tongue felt so sweet as it caressed the tip of my finger. I could feel my pants get tighter. My cock was starting to throb with anticipation.
“You’re so sexy,” he said. We had just reached his car. He opened the door, and slid into the driver’s seat. I got in on the passenger’s side. I could hear his heavy breathing in the car. He wanted me. The thought turned me on even more.
I ran a finger across his face, and then through his hair. He leaned in closer to me and lightly kissed my neck. Each peck sent a shiver through me. The tip of my fully erect manhood already leaking with pre-cum. Just then, his hand found my Adam’s apple. His touch snaked down to my chest, stopping briefly to play with a hard left nipple. His pecks had turned into soft bites. He licked up the length of my neck while his hand kept moving south. A moan of longing escaped my lips. He was certainly more bold now than when we had been in the bar.
“I don’t even know your name,” I whispered. I leaned back and allowed him to taste me. His fingers danced playfully on the lower part of my stomach. He looked up at me with a smile.
“Paul,” he said.
“Ayiden,” I smiled. I kissed his lips then. They felt soft against mine. Our kiss was slow and rhythmic at first, but then it became more ravenous. I was hungry for him. His tongue intertwined with mine. I started undoing my belt. I wanted to feel him. I wanted his hands stroking me. I wanted his wet lips around my manhood, tasting my length. I wanted to be inside him.
I could feel him unbutton my jeans. I wasn’t wearing underwear, so the light graze of his fingers on my pubic hair excited me. He slowly undid my zip.
“And does Ayiden want me to suck or fuck him?”
I kissed him quickly, putting my manhood in my hand. I rubbed the head, revelling in the familiar tingling of my arousal. I wasn’t sure he’d be able to take my whole length inside him. I would take it slow...for now. I stared into his blue eyes, stroking my full length.
“Suck me,” I whispered into the night. He smiled, returned the kiss, and took control. His hand teased my inner thigh at first, and moved up to my sac, and then my shaft. Pre-cum glistened from the tip. He lowered his head. His tongue flicked across the tip. I breathed heavily and leaned back. I put one hand on the back of his neck, running my fingers up to play with his hair.
He teased the tip some more, making it wetter. He stroked my shaft slowly before wrapping his mouth around my cock, and taking all of me in. My head touched the back of his throat. I throbbed again. I was so turned on watching him. The veins of my shaft shone prominently in the moonlight. The light sucking sounds had me clinging onto his hair tighter.
“Yessss,” I moaned deeply. I used my hand to guide his movements. I moved my hips to match his strokes. My cock tingled as I moaned louder, coming closer to my climax. My breathing became more rigid, knowing I was about to explode. My shaft jolted slightly. My eyes rolled back in ecstasy as my warm juices flooded his mouth.
“That was amazing,” I said between my breaths. My heart was still racing.
“My pleasure,” Paul swallowed and began to kiss up my body. I wasn’t through with him yet. I was going to taste him too.
I felt a bit more relaxed now after my orgasm. I waited for him to come up so that I could kiss him, and later return the favor. He had just made it to my stomach when…
“What the…?” he cut himself off. I already knew, but I looked down in horror anyway. I no longer had a semi-throbbing cock in between my legs. In its place was a beautiful plump clitoris, still wet from what had just occurred. My breasts had now grown significantly.
“I can...explain?” I said. My voice was higher now too. Paul jerked back. He looked almost repulsed by me.
He was now pressed up against the window of his side of the car. He started fumbling in the dark for something underneath the seat.
“Paul...listen…” I started. I didn’t get a chance to finish my sentence. Paul went ballistic. He lifted up what looked like a crowbar and swung at me. I shrieked and dodged the attack. He pulled his arm back to swing again. I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t at an angle to defend myself with a kick, and he was too far away for me to even try to punch him.
I covered my face with my arms instead. If I was going to be bludgeoned to death, I didn’t want to see it coming. I waited a second. Two seconds. Then I could hear the click of a car door opening. Then a short muffled sound. And then nothing.

Best Friend's Brother Romance

Prologue
There was no explaining it. There was no hint or warning from the universe. Tongues, and teeth, and lips, and limbs all fumbling around in confusion. Searching for each other. Colliding with each other. Not ever wanting to let go. They connected like magnets.
Zooey smiled as she reminisced. She licked and bit her bottom lip pensively.
Had that really been last night? It had felt more like a dream from a long time ago than anything. Something too good to be true, but somehow, it was just that. True.
What now? The question kept coming to her. Like a slow tide, breaking away then washing in and over her. She didn’t want to drown in questions. She wanted to drown in him again. Maybe that’s all she’d ever wanted. It was hard to tell now.
Zooey was lying on her belly, flipping through her thoughts like an old slideshow, searching for memories before last night. Trying to find what time since middle school the two of them had together that was significant; that hinted at all that it would have led up to a kiss that left her weak in the knees.
The kiss was all that mattered. It was all she could really focus on. It was one of the defining moments of her being back in town. Maybe of her life. She didn’t want to think too much or too hard. Who said it was going to happen again? Drunken lust that ended as quickly as it began. Stopping both themselves and each other.
She smiled when her mind conjured up a memory. One of her favorite ones. It was the first time she knew that she and Lauryn were going to be best friends. And when she saw a different side of Lauryn's brother, Jakob.
Zooey placed her head down on her pillow, and let her thoughts take her back to one of the best and worst days of her life.

David R. · 5.0 · July 2025

Molly did a great job!

Shem M. · 5.0 · May 2025

Working with Molly was an absolute pleasure from start to finish. She did an exceptional job and truly stayed aligned with my vision throughout the entire project. From the moment she read the sample chapters I submitted, she completely understood the tone, message, and emotional depth I was trying to convey, and she brought it to life beautifully in a full-length novel that exceeded expectations. What stood out most to me was her flexibility, grace, and professionalism in handling my edits and revision requests. There was never any delay or resistance, just a genuine desire to refine the work and deliver something meaningful. Her willingness to adapt and collaborate made the entire process seamless and enjoyable. Molly is not only a talented writer, but also a wonderful human being, gracious, committed, and clearly passionate about making a positive impact through her work. She poured her heart into this project, and it shows in every page. Thank you, Molly, for helping bring this story to life exactly how I envisioned it. You are a top-tier talent and a bright light. Until next time, cheers to more beautiful collaborations ahead! ✨

Subrata S. · 4.3 · May 2025

Molly is an incredibly creative and intelligent writer. This was my first time working with her, and the experience was smooth and seamless. She quickly grasped my idea and executed it exceptionally well. I would absolutely love to collaborate with her again in the future.

Peter S. · 5.0 · January 2025

Molly, you are a fantastic writer; thank you so much. I would leave a better review if I could!

Jana W. · 5.0 · December 2024

Molly is truly a talented and creative writer. She has written two novels for me does exceptional work. She has an eye for details and makes the stories informative and humorous. She is reliable and completes tasks on schedule. I would love to work with her again.

Jana W. · 5.0 · October 2024

Molly is the epitome of professional and she is extremely reliable. Molly, can be trusted to complete writing tasks. She is creative and proficient and has many great qualities that make her a great fit to write in many genres.

David R. · 5.0 · May 2024

As always, Molly is a pleasure to work with!

Michael W. · 5.0 · May 2024

Excellent work, very detailed, can work with no material or structure. Highly intelligent who can understand feedback. I will be definitely schedule Molly for future projects.

David R. · 5.0 · May 2024

I tell you, Molly is the BEST! ❤️

Michael W. · 5.0 · March 2024

Excellent work, can't wait to see future projects!

David R. · 5.0 · March 2024

What else can be said about Molly except that she is the BEST! She is a pleasure to work with and she knows her stuff!

Nicole W. · 4.8 · February 2024

Molly did an excellent job and I look forward to working with her again soon!

David R. · 5.0 · February 2024

Is it possible to give Molly a "10"? She is awesome in every aspect of the word!

Nicole W. · 5.0 · January 2024

First time working with Molly. It has been terrific. Excellent work and stay on project timeline with easy.

Meghann V. · 4.5 · January 2024

A wonderful writer to work with.

samuel P. · 5.0 · December 2023

Molly is great to work with! We tossed ideas back and forth and worked excellent together! She is extremely approachable and has great ideas!

Michael W. · 5.0 · October 2023

Understood the assignment!