Estragon was copy editor for this story years ago but I have made changes so don't blame him if there are mistakes. ----- I awake to a light tapping at the door. Dragon sleeps on beside me, buried in the coverlets, nothing showing but the top of her head and one lean leg. I rise, donning a robe, and make my way to the door, a bit stiff and sore from the pa...
Deep within the bronze and glass walls of one of Harlem's most prestigious condominiums, rose an elevator filled with three, but headed to one. At the center of the group was Theo, a young man of means, propelled socially upward by a series of successes in the oil business, swept off from his rural ranchland home in Dallas, Texas, to his new sky-high loft in...
Jenny didn't have a final on Thursday so she spent the day in Bowmore's main library, where she hunkered down in a comfortable chair with a stack of books on European history. That was the subject of her last final, which would be the next day; she thought that by doing some research she could give herself more context and hopefully improve her grade. When...
Author's Note: This is an alternative historical piece, focusing on an Amazonian Empire that rose into power instead of Rome. I had fun with it, and tried to take a lot from history, but some stuff I certainly had to change (naming conventions was a big one) just to fit. So there will certainly be some inaccuracies. I do hope you all enjoy. Also do note the...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The well-aged house, one that sat at the very center of one of New York's most prestigious and desired neighborhoods, was pristine, beautiful, and decorated in every way that a home could be decorated for the joyous December season. It was, in its lights and displays - pomp and ci...
Author's Note: There is archeological and written historical evidence to confirm that women fought as gladiators. While many were slaves from conquered territories, women from all classes of Roman society fought in the Coliseum and just about every arena in the Roman Empire. A carved relief from the 1st century AD depicts two female gladiators with shields...
Note: Just a quick note for my followers, after a few more Love Box chapters, this story will be my main thing. (Not that I'll stop doing The Love Box, mind you) As always, let me know what you like, what you don't like, all that stuff. Love hearing from all of you -- I picked up a cup of coffee that Abigail, my roommate, was kind enough to heat up for m...
Hey, there. My name is Susan Eileen Thompson and I'm a five-foot-ten, busty and somewhat curvy, big-bottomed dame of Irish and Italian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I work at Brockton State College as a computer science instructor. I teach a couple of classes a week but I spend most of my time in the Tutoring Center. Help...
Call me Mak, because I know that for you Westerners, the Somali ethnic name Makkah is tough to pronounce. My name is Makkah Abdullah and I was born in the City of London, England, to Somali immigrant parents. These days, I attend Brunel University, where I study Criminal Justice in preparation for a career in law enforcement. Being Black, British and Muslim...
I leaned against the air circulator. Lawndon was noisy and busy, even late into the night. While it makes it easier to track someone, wait for an opportunity, and then extract without being noticed, I value peace and quiet. This job doesn't have many perks, and its easier to relax when there's a cool evening breeze and no one but you and your target is stirr...