"My, immaculate dream, made breath and skin. I've been waiting for you." -Duran Duran Chapter 4: Anger. One could call it a negative emotion. But acting out on it, with the right person, with a willing man, could make a memory that lasted forever. I burned with anger. The angry fire fueled my lust. I would never forget that night. The silence overwhelmed...
I'm back! Sorry for the delay in posting, you know, life and all that. But have no fear, the story is finished and it will all get posted in due time. Thanks for all the amazing comments! I read each and every one and I wish I could respond to you all individually, as well. Definitely let me know what you love, what you hate, and give the story a rating :)...
Chapter 2 Connor's POV: It's been a week since I met Leo now, he and I have been videochatting every day minus one 'cause he went to theme park with his friends on Monday. That was one hell of a boring day for me. Living the showbiz lifestyle like me sounds like a distant dream to many people. But then, not many people live the showbiz lifestyle. At least...
~~~ * ~~~ This story is purely fictional. I recommend reading the first two chapters of this story before reading this, because it won't make any sense otherwise. If you don't like violence, please stop reading right here - there will be weapons, drugs, manhandling and rough sex. This part is narrated by Noom. If you think I need an editor you are right....
I just want to give major kudos to my editor, RogueLurker. She's a great lady, and this wouldn't be readable w/o her help. If you like this story, then give her a pat on the back when next you see her. * Dusty saw Deb coming across the quad, and gave a little wave. Deborah, actually, but she hated that, insisted that people call her Deb. In her opinion De...
Nemesis Horizon Project David Lazarian * © 2019 PROLOGUE The midnight moon was blaring over the small southwestern Ontario, Canadian town. the neighborhood bar was crowded beyond its capacity. No one noticed or even cared about the three men sitting in the dark corner. The taller of the three stood up. "You guys have been stalking me since I've left Mo...
I have read lots of stories about werewolves in the last few weeks, and I found most of them to be lacking something. Don't get me wrong, I loved most of them and gave 5 stars, but I'm not a fan of instant romance, or instant soul-mating on that behalf. So, as a form of protest I came up with my own story and tried to dodge the instant happiness in favor of...
There are guys like me out there for Bonila145 I'd been late all day -- late for morning chow, in the latrine too long, and late for Physical Training on the afterdeck. All I heard, hour after hour, was screaming from the sergeants. How I ended up in the Army, I'd never know. At only 5'2", I thought I was too short for the draft, but in 1942, the physica...
"If you'll excuse us I need to check in at the Barque, I look forward to seeing you later, the table's booked for eight," Theo said standing up. "Why Adrien?" "Initially because he looked like a man who needed a friend, then I got to know him, you have an exceptional son Dorothy." "Yes, we know, we've always been proud of him," Edward replied for both...
Editor's Note: story contains raceplay elements and language. Summary: Straight white fire captain becomes obsessed by black cock. Note 1: This is dedicated to Will for requesting the story. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven Robert, and Wayne for editing this story. * Prologue:"Oh God yes, fuck me with that big black dick," I moaned, my own smaller six inch whit...