"Madame Liat, the new boarder is here." Deke's voice echoed up the winding staircase. My houseman, he had a unique way of shouting without his voice growing shrill or allowing a demanding tone slip unto it. The heart-shaped face in the mirror was creamy and smooth. Pale jade eyes vanished and reappeared behind long dark lashes. Beneath a retroussé nose,...
hi, this is my first story that i will be posting on lit so i would really love your feedback. hope you all enjoy! -ARI ~~~~~~~~~~ .:CHAPTER 1:. They walked their way back to the village from the raid they had successful accomplished, but Vikings were always successful. His men followed behind him carrying their looted prizes, smiles on their faces and...
Previously: Henrik "The Viking" Ford is the hottest hockey captain in the NHL. Ezra Grayson is a young, aspiring artist trapped in a frustrating office job. By chance, the two of them meet at a cafe and have a close encounter in the elevator of Ezra's office. Did they miss a chance at making a connection? Well, the day is still young... *** WHACK! Henr...
Ezra's day was supposed to start better than this. He woke up knowing (well, assuming) he was getting a promotion, a full year after starting his first real job. That was the good part. However, Ezra was currently trapped in a long line at the corner cafe, his entire office's drink order clutched in his sweaty hands,and he was late. Late for his own damn pr...
It wasn't the gargantuan size of his chest that was the most intimidating, his imposing stature which stood two heads above my own, nor the writhing and coiling back that had to come in through the door sideways. Although these were certainly being used as a statement, they were after all why he had 'really' decided to come into the room bareback, despite "t...
This one takes a while to build so be patient with it and it will reward you in the end. A special thank you to Bill who looked it over and checked that all was well "Ah, Andy, come on in," Trev, my team leader said when I knocked on the open door of his office. I went on in and sat in the chair next to his desk. "I wanted to speak to you away from the othe...
In the quest for my son, I discover connections everywhere I suppose I couldn't have been surprised by what happened at home, not really, not the way my luck had been running. After six months of cum-slut training, kidnapped by oversexed guerrillas in Colombia, I came home a dedicated cockhound--to a sexual desert. Nobody to plug my man-craving ass. Back...
This is a true story as sent to me in a reader's email and phone call. I've lived with this for 63 years, long enough that now I don't give a damn. I'll tell the story. Have to let it out. Back in 1944 a special operations team flew from England to Norway to blow up a super-secret Nazi heavy-water facility. The plant had avoided detection in a mountain abo...
Pronunciation: Þórlákr: Pour - lah - kh; Abjörn: Ah - b - yorn; Fuðflogi means "man who flees the female sex organ." Some of the words are in Swedish, others are in Old Norse. The ones that are in Old Norse I researched, while the ones in Swedish are from Google Translate. Please tell me if they are wrong. Enjoy. * Loki was bored. And it was never a good...
Winter break had come and gone we had said goodbye to 1977 and hello to 1978. My winter break was spent in complete and total bliss. I had spent the holidays with Tye being his adoring companion. I catered to his every need and kept his little tiny one-bedroom apartment in immaculate order. Being a poor college student on break from school I concentrated on...