Chapter One It was a cool windless night on the Moricana cruise ship. I was sitting on the deck at the back looking at the stars, thousands of them, twinkling back at me like millions of diamonds. I could barely believe I have been on this ship for over a week now already, but my mother insisted me on spending this with her. I guess it's her way of trying...
Note from the author: I'm happy to bring you another chapter of The Fallen! I have so much planned for our pair. Please bare with me! I do have another short story coming soon. Thanks to a fan I'll be starting paranormal short stories of different varieties! Any other comments, suggestions, or requests feel free to message me! Thank you and please enjoy!...
Tom Prescott woke up with a hot mouth wrapped around his stiff cock. It was still dark and he could hear a soft rushing sound in the distance. He guessed it was the wind. It had been five days since Tom had gotten lost in the Rugged Mountains and found his way to Clint Hardwick's camp. Tom had been straight, with a girlfriend, but Clint and some of his lust...
The two novice men were disrobed, the ends of their flinching horns, the heads of which glistened in the shady filtered sunlight with the excretions of liquid excitement, they embraced tightly and their mouths were open and tongues extended for the duels of fevered kisses of passion. The audience of one, a maiden betrothed to one, was not herself defrocked o...
The Forest Part 5 Chapter One When I woke up the next morning, it took me a few seconds to remember where I am and what happened last night. William was still sleeping next to me snoring softly. He was lying on his stomach and I could just see his chest move up and down as he breathed. I pulled myself up in a sitting position and took a look around. There...
I'm not all that sure how I got roped into going to Ken's daughter's place up on Blue Mountain near Front Royal. It was something about the Appalachian Trail, though, I'm sure. We were sitting at the bar at Scotties, a truck stop bar in Opal where Route 17 breaks off east from Route 29, south of Washington, D.C., to go over to Fredericksburg and the Eastern...
I leant my hip against the veranda rail and drank my coffee as I gazed out over the green of the mountains and the string of houses nestled in the trees along the shore. All reflected back to me in the silver mirror that was the early-morning lake. When I'd finished my coffee I wandered back inside and into the kitchen. Hank was there, wearing nothing but a...
*** Sorry this took a while I've just been finding it difficult to find the time to work on this, A big thanks to my editor Cden for her dedicated and tireless help with this. Please feel free to leave your comments and queries about it, or email me at [email protected] thanks *** Oscars P.O.V Zak's eyes began to turn coal black before my eyes. He g...
Screams! Horrifying screams echoing off of chamber walls. Racing hearts and pulses and the thick acrid smell of fear laced the air like poison. But there were other smells ones that bore the reason for the soul shaking fear. "Run! They've broken into the palace! Mobilize the Shadow- Fighters!" More screams. More panic. Muffled voices; panicked whispers coup...
The sun was high as we ran through the forest to the lake. The air was dry and it was so hot we wore our bathing shorts and nothing else. This was the second week at our Grandmother's house on the edge of the New Forest. Alex and I hadn't seen each other since the previous summer. We had a lot of catching up to do, and had spent eight days swimming and havin...