If bisexuality offends you stop here, if not read on. * I am a forty year old bisexual man and live on a lake in Maine. The home next to me is a summer rental and the occupants change from week to week. These are the stories of my summer rental neighbors. I am divorced about five years now and have been exploring my bi side that I have been suppressing a...
"I really wish I had a camera! The look on Lucas' face was classic! You certainly put him in his place, Cameron!" Zack patted me on the back as he was laughing. "Well, sometimes people need to be knocked down a peg or two." Zack looked at me with an eyebrow raised. "Was that a back handed comment to me?" I laughed. "If the shoe fits, buddy." "Just rem...
------------------- 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...
Chapter 41: Thirst For Help A van drives in the dark road, bypassing thick trees on either side of the, with only the moon as a source of light, as the headlights of the vehicle are shut off. "Are we there yet?" Came a light voice. "Hell if I know," Answered a deeper voice, "She only said to keep moving until we find a large block. Dudn't she know from bu...
"Why would you be away when such a noble Druid, and the daughter who seeks to wed you come to make their introductions and interview us for suitability of betrothal?" The older man's dark eyes flashed with impatience for his son. "Did I not alert you that a Novice maiden would seek our betrothal from her father?" "Yes, but when you announced your plan to...
Hey guys! Longtime member, first-time publisher! I am already working on part 2 so if you love this which I hope everyone does don't worry part 2 will be finished quickly! I gave myself a deadline of 11/20. Nerves are wrecked publishing this constructive criticism is always welcomed! Thank you! Updated as of 11/07 This was supposed to update on 10/31 I a...
Gin and tonic was the best he could do at the moment; the drink burned its way down his throat, snapping him to attention momentarily before a pleasant numbness would take over. Letting his breath out in a quiet sigh, Marcel inhaled deeply, praying that the lack of sensation would free him from the coiling guilt at how much trouble he had caused the night be...
Would Fazil be this naïve, I wondered. Somehow I couldn't force myself to believe that this was just my good luck. I was locked in a room, once more on solid ground, in the heart of Istanbul. The room was in an upper story of a building high enough that I could see out over the city through a window protected by latticed ironwork, which, considering the unbr...
Please be forewarned that this chapter contains nonconsenual sex. Chapter 7 -- Nothing Left to Lose The Bird Nest tavern sat on a prime spot where Merath's mercantile piers abutted the warehouse district. The tavern was built over the water and men had to climb stairs to reach it, but once there they could sit on wide wooden decks and look out over the doc...
Uncle Charles proved to be as dense about identifying men who wanted men in choosing a vessel captain to entrust with his recalcitrant nephew, not to mention one of his precious merchant ships, as he had been about Billy's behavior—and, more pointedly about the Reverend Andrew Apsley he fawned over. Billy's uncle never did seem to latch on to what the good c...