I'd been watching him for a week. He was the new boy in town, freshly exported from Laconia, screwing his face up in thought at assembly as he tried to understand Theran-accented Greek. Leonidas sent him with the highest recommendations, and it was easy to see why; though trim, he could put a sword halfway through a shield with one overhead swing, and thou...
------------------- PROLOGUE: THE FIRST OF THE FENNS ----------------- “Heed my call, O Hunters, and know this to be true: The anti-God has arrived, and its eyes are filled with wine.” — High Hunter Wyse "The Heartless", the Fifth Chief of the Fenn Hunters Two-hundred and seventy-one years ago, a baby boy was born to a simple family in the northe...
When I was in my late Twenties, surfing was not just my life, but my religion. Half the week I'd surf, and half the week I'd give lessons—tourists, bored housewives, ambitious entertainment types who thought surfing should be part of their L.A. lifestyle. I lived in a shack right on the beach in Malibu. It was cheap because it was out behind a filling statio...
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Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The boys reached the cabin up the valley in the heart of the Sawatch Range northeast of Gunnison, Colorado, near nightfall and also at the time the snow started falling. "I'll stable the horses and check the cattle," said twenty-year-old Josh. "You find the candles and get a fire...
The trip home was mainly silent apart from Ajax's questions. His attention was divided between the road and his pet. He sped down the road growing closer to his apartment. "You alright pet?" "Yeah," Jonah replied quietly, his voice barely washed out by the car engine. Ajax grimaced; the man sounded as broken as he looked. Once Ajax's eyes parted from t...
"I'm sorry, what was that you just said, Mrs. Pettington?" What a tiresome woman. I had just now been distracted from listening to her by the way she snapped her fingers at Kisula and then gave him a distasteful look when he refilled her coffee cup. "I said, Mr. Woolston, that I hardly think we need worry about these rumblings from the tribal huts. England...
***Thanks for checking out this series. The Immoral Fairytales series (four chapters) is a bit different from my normal stories. I wanted to try something a little more raw and naughty as opposed to a love story. Please be warned, the fairytales at some point may include BDSM, tentacle sex, mild mind control, mild reluctance, domination, gay sex, futanari (g...
Admonishing silence, Cal held his big hand over my mouth as his bent elbow kept my knee raised and trapped. Impaled on my man's 10 inch piece, flat on my back, both legs up and spread. Toes curled. His other hand sexily prodded my assring at the point of that big dick's entry. His favorite way of getting off, he had told me. Locking to my eyes, feeling his...
CHAPTER ONE: The Prank "He's going to be so mad," Emden pointed out as they quietly moved down the hallway towards the bedroom door at the far end. Jove rolled his eyes. Emden was always so worried about consequences. He was always the sensible one. Jove wished his partner in crime would lighten up and enjoy the moment otherwise this wasn't going to be nea...