CHAPTER EIGHT – IN THROUGH THE OUT-DOOR © Sadie Rose Bermingham & Bellora Quinn 2008/9 Congratulations to all you lovely people who have managed to read thus far, and to those of you who harangue us on a weekly basis for the conclusion of this story, here at least is an increment bringing you a step closer to the final denouement. But sincer...
(Some long awaited sexcapades are always sure to bring about some major changes in once boring lives. This story has non-human components, gay components, erotic coupling components, interracial components and romance components. Two gay friends of mine, Trevor and Ashton, sought to become first time lovers, to become irrevocably "changed for the better." No...
A few warnings right off the bat. This story goes to dark places - assault, substance abuse, alcoholism, depression. Everyone who deserves to end up okay ends up okay. We'll all get there in the end, together. Have faith; love wins in the end. But nakamook, I hear some of you say. This is not what we expected. What about the pirates? What pirates? Just...
Prologue I wanted to title this book as Marcus and Spencer, but the editor, for obvious reasons, wouldn't let me. My name is Marcus Kane and my partner is Tracey Spencer. I say partner in its fullest sense, as we are both male and we sleep and have sex together. Tracey was and still is a practising homosexual, while I'm just practising at the moment, for I...
Love opened his eyes and stretched. He looked over at the clock and saw he had only been sleeping for an hour and a half. He shrugged and rolled over. He sat on the edge of the small twin bed and rubbed his eyes. He yawned and stood up, leaving the sleeping quarters. "Been sleepin', Gordon?" The chief asked as he passed him in the hallway. "Just dozing......
Hello and welcome to the second chapter of my story. I just hope this chapter will be interesting for you. Don't forget to drop your comments. Happy reading... ***** Luis suddenly woke up, moving his eyes to the large electronic clock on the wall. "10.am," He gasped, covering his eyes. Guess he was really tired to have woken up at 10 in the morning. Lui...
CHAPTER 1 The other day, late one afternoon, I was walking along a quiet path in the park, when suddenly I experienced what the French call a Coup de Foudre, which literally translates into English as a Bolt of Lightning. Of course I had not been struck by lightning; otherwise I should not be here to tell this story. Metaphorically, Coup de Foudre also mean...
CONTENT WARNING. This is NOT a romantic read. It contains dubious consent and touches on themes of submission and control. Also, a big thank you to everyone for the wonderful comments and advice so far. I really do appreciate it. ***** Christmas Eve Click. Click. Click. Keegan pressed the mouse button attached to his computer scrolling through the i...
Marshall sat in the suite assigned to their project on that early Monday morning, large coffee in hand. His three day weekend should have been filled with relaxation and carefree couch lounging. Instead, Marshall spent the entire weekend on edge, running through all the awful scenarios Monday could turn into; from Kyle telling the entire office what they'd d...
All communication in parenthesis is done mentally. * Chapter 1 Silence echoed within the tight confines of the carriage as it quickly sped through the cool autumn night, the passengers inside each lost in their own thoughts. Neither paid attention to the foreboding trees outlining the trail at which they traveled, nor did they pay any heed to the eerie ho...