"There was a time when you believed in Magic," Lenore said quietly, all the while staring at me with those weird, gold cat's eyes of hers. "Believed in the land of the Summer people." I hated it when she sprang that old soul shit on me. Not only was it creepy as hell, but the last thing I needed was to have to worry about past lives. I was having a bitch o...
Mighty Tungsten Tuberosity, Part 2 Hallowe'en morning. All Hallows' Eve. All Saint's Eve. The beginning day of AllHallowTide, the Western Christian Feast days signaling the liturgical dedication to remembering the dead. At least, that is, the saints, the martyrs and all the faithful: those who existed in Purgatory until the Day of Reckoning or, modernly, th...
Note: All sexually involved characters in this story are Eighteen years of age or older. There is a young, gay boy, 15 year old Fernando, whose father has kicked him out (which happens way too often in real life) and CPS (Child Protective Services) have placed him with foster parents, a married straight couple. There is no direct, or implied, sexual activity...
My name is Steven Vincent wife and I had been married for eight years and lived in a newer middle-class housing development outside of Dallas when this story began. We were one of the original units in the development that now had over 150 houses with plans to double that in the next eight to ten years. We had lived next door to an older couple that retired...
I never wanted to be one of "those" millennials. You know, the ones that go to college and get a useless degree and end up moving back in with their parents and continue to act like kids long past the point of being cute anymore. For most of my teens I lived with my mom and my two sisters. My parents split when I was 14 and I didn't want to move 200 miles a...
The melancholy old songs were playing on the stereo. It had been 2 years ago, this day, that Andreas had been taken from me. Listening to the old 70s love ballads – The Carpenters, Barry Manilow, Barbra Streisand... All of those torch songs about lost love and trying to find my man or to try to replace the one that got away... I knew that in a little while,...
[This story continues 'Luke's early years.' All persons and institutions in the story are fictitious. Some places are real, others are fictitious.] Chapter 13 Buckingham College, Camford As I stood there on the pavement in Buckingham Street, looking at the golden-yellow stonework of the seventeenth-century frontage of the college, beautiful in the October...
CHAPTER THREE -- A NEW MORNING © Sadie Rose Bermingham & Bellora Quinn, 2008 "Welcome to Part Three of 'Dark Paths' the continuing evolution of Rayne & Xavier's passionate and bloody relationship. Many Thanks to all the people who've taken time to let us know how they feel about the story. You keep us going. "The usual copyright restrictions apply. All...
Just wanted to say many thanks to my editor LaRascasse, who helped me a lot on this story. Thank you for reading, comments are welcome. *** "Not so hard," he whimpered and writhed beneath the hard body pressed above him as the thick cock was driven in his ass over and over again. "Needy boy," the man above him chuckled and swivelled his hips, his cock n...
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