It was naturally hot and humid in New Orleans as you drove back to town from college with the windows down without a shirt on exposing your body for those who happen to look your way. It was nearly five in the evening, and you silently curse yourself as you regret not taking your car to the shop to get your A/C fixed. Now you have to suffer through his heat...
Stepping out into the hot muggy summers night she knew what she was doing was wrong. But she couldn't help herself. Like the drug addict, a fix is the only thing that will solve all her problems, she heads out. Turning the key to start her car she wonders how she ever allowed herself to get this low. She's a successful woman, a woman with means and power in...
Tate realised that his hands were shaking as he struggled to eat the small portion of the food Christian had forced on him. He noticed that the prince was watching him and was suddenly and irrationally convinced that Christian knew the truth about Lukas. His breath hitched and the food dropped from his nerveless fingers. "Is the meal not to your lik...
Demetrius Monroe Simon Junior opens his girlfriend's fridge for another cold beer courtesy of her husband. The man even went as far as getting Demetrius favorite brand and he smile at the thought while he shuts the fridge door. Demetrius pop open the bottle with the can opener and took a swing of the much needed drink moaning slightly when the cold bitter al...
Nailed at the Gym Nick hadn't gone back to the farm since Francis had fucked him. It had been a week since the best Monday of his life, but Nick was far too scared to go back. He wasn't sure if Francis would be happy or pissed to see him. Was Francis fucking him so hard and rough supposed to be some sort of punishment for spying on him? And if it wasn't, wa...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. As fiction, the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be un...
Chapter I: Over A Barrel The fight was fast and desperate; in the momentary illumination a vicious leering face shone before Huw, and his hungry axe licked out, splitting it to the chin spraying gore and brains over the doughty Celt. In the numbing blackness that followed the flash, an unseen stroke swept Huw's helmet from his head and he struck back blindl...
An unhappy wince crossed the boy's face after hearing the king call him a child and he focused his attention on the wounded shoulder instead. The wound was longer than the child's arm. It wasn't more than a scratch, but the heat, swelling and lines indicated infection. It was too soon for that. "You know this is poisoned, don't you?" Everest closed his eye...
I joined the agency two days after I graduated from college. I was heavily recruited for the position having been what my university called a scholar-athlete. What that meant was that I had very high grades in a rigorous academic program while participating in team sports. My 4.0 average in international studies with a minor in linguistics got me noticed by...
I stepped out of his closet into paradise. Color and light. Huge windows. Space. Bookshelves to the ceiling. Purple walls. Hec's bed looked like something out of Middle Earth-- a four poster made out of tree trunks. Its roots appeared to sprout from out of the floor, and vines carved and wound around the trucks from base to canopy and across. No mistaking...