First of all, apologies for the delay, it took a few weeks for the chapter 1 and chapter 2 edited versions to get updated on the site. Okay, this is still Ryan's story. But we're not with Ryan. I decided Alex hasn't had the best rap so far. All we know is that he's bad at communicating and has done some kinda douchey things. Though we know that his friend...
Allen came to the window of his Maple Street bungalow and looked out at the driveway at the unmistakable sound of the purring of an expensive sports car. He had arrived in time to see Jack unfold his elegant six-foot-four frame out of the red Porsche Carrera convertible and run his hand through a thick mane of auburn hair with frosted highlights. The man was...
(This story depicts romance and multiple sexual encounters between two young male adults. If either of those things bother you please chose another story.) Ben Stevens had been my best friend since the first day of kindergarten. Though over the years our interests had diverged widely, we remained as close as any two people could be. He was a gifted athlete...
Chapter 67: Homecoming Arnaav quivers as he holds onto the Capricorn, on his own. His little heart is going insane in his chest, beating a mile a minute as they move through the ocean. He shouldn't be doing this. The mark on his left chest symbolizes his betrayal, why would they insist that he leaves? What if something happens? What are they going to do on...
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...
Long time no see. I know. I'm sorry. Things got hard, and it felt too strange to escape to a world where the power of the sea was such a romanticized thing while I watched so much of my country disappear into a hurricane. Anyway. Have some sailors, and remember love. Imagine what trust feels like when you carry it in a place deeper than your bones. Alte...
Hello, all. First things first, this is part of an ongoing series. I recommend going back and reading the previous chapters before jumping in here. Don't worry, we'll still be here when you get back :) Alternate title - "that's the death shit taken care of" Hope your holiday seasons are treating you with gentleness and compassion. Stay safe and remember yo...
First off, if you find yourself here without reading the first 17 chapters, I really recommend going back and checking those out. Don't worry, we're not going anywhere - we'll still be here when you get back. :) Sorry for the long wait. Been trying to exist in this capitalistic society we live in and that takes time, and I joined a choir and that takes time...
My throat was sore for a week. It got so bad that I lost my voice-my friends were all telling me to go to a doctor to see if I had strep, while I was secretly turned on every time I tried (and failed) to say something. No one suspected in the least that I was whispering because a strange guy with a big dick had given me an hour long lesson on what deepthroat...
The final chapter is here. Originally, this was going to be one big chapter, but it's been taking me too long and the chapter itself is also very long, so I'm splitting it in half. I hope my friends and readers enjoy this and the last installment of Aquata Cove. ***** Chapter 100: Together Forever As far as history can remember... The old king breathes...