Feel free to comment and let me know if you would like me to continue the story and what you would like to happen next. ****************************** As the last petitioner left the throne room, the young king slumped back into his throne and sighed slightly, although the kingdom of Armeneloss had seen centuries of peace, people were always on edge, alway...
Serquet, the high priest of the temple of the vulture goddess Nekhbet, showed no surprise as the guards of King Min of the upper river Kingdom of Nekhen filed into and along the walls of the temple throne room, a chamber that could be violated by none but the temple's priests during times of ritual. Serquet had already become aware that there would be a ritu...
All characters 18+. ***** The night was chill and the light of the piercingly white crescent in the sky loomed over the prince in his chambers. The breeze made his nipples hard and all the hair on his body stick up like sentinel trees. "It cannot be passed midnight yet," the prince thought. He flung the sheets away and stood naked in front of a grand and n...
Warning: This story contains graphic act of violence, gore and extreme fetish such as ball busting. If you cannot tolerate those acts, please do not proceed and choose another story Prologue Arc: Mend my Riven The night was a mixture of crimson and purple, as if the night was day. Roars and screams of hundreds of men can be heard as the battle continued. L...
A vengeful heart "The night falls without a sound, cold and alone are we. The light for which you sacrifice yourself flares once, then dies, devoured by the all-encompassing darkness All hope must sicken and fade. My soul thrives no more. How could you abandon me? Demons surround us, crying, we have lost our way." ___________________________________...
Thunder? Stampede? Earthquake? Ragnarök? No, man, it's the Disciples. The whole motherfucking gang. They're on their hogs, and they ride. Hair streams like sinister oriflammes. Naked biceps clench in leather jerkins. Fists twist throttles. Like a dust of diamonds sweat glistens on the tattoo tapestry. The Disciples roar through primeval forest, serpentinin...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Hello and welcome to the 15th chapter of unbroken. I just want to thank you guys for your great love for my story and your loving support as well. It really means a lot to me. I am really hoping this chapter will interest you big time. I am really looking forward to your comments about this particular chapter. Comme...
Comments, critiques and tips are warmly welcome. This is a new story that I have decided to work on and deliver to you guys. As requested, this story is a royal romance story. I just hope it will be interesting like the others. Thanks for starting this journey with me. I believe we will end this journey together as well. Please note that everything in this...
I try not to speak ill of anyone, especially of my own countrymen, but the world would have been much better if Queen Blanche's understeward, Kobus, had gone down in one of the other ships in the storm. He was only with us because his parents were close friends of Blanche's father and they had a son who embarrassed them with his brazenness and the mischief h...
All was at peace until, the kingdom of Turionia having been obliterated for all time by the heavy hand of the Duke of Gano, Guy and his forces, including Guido—and my channel still twitches at the thought of him—Guido returned to court in Lefkosea. In Guy, Blanche, to her credit, saw a much more formidable and evil opponent than she had seen in Rene. The ga...