I had watched my friend, Emmanuelle, disappear off with Anne. Pressed for time as I was, with only a few hours until the concert began, I asked my new lover, Emily, what she thought of Emm. 'What do you imagine I think, Pixie. She is drop-dead gorgeous, no wonder Anne has taken the afternoon off...' 'No,' I interjected, 'you must have missed what they were...
"You know what I don't like about her," said Anita, the tall statuesque blonde, "is that she thinks she is better than the rest of us." "I'll second that," said Carol as she sipped on her wine, while sitting in Anita's family room. "Well," said Cindy the redhead, "I think her problem is that she and her husband don't have enough sex." The three women laug...
Aphrodite was intimidating. Not because she was particularly physically dangerous, of course. She always prided herself in being a "lover, not a fighter," naturally. But there was something about her allure that made her near impossible for Hera to speak to. She was older than Hera, first off, a primordial being during the Titan era. After all, as Aphrodit...
After bathing, I rested, allowing Lady Emma to get ready for the banquet, and letting Flora and Molly, my two maids, set out my garments for the evening. As it was a State occasion, I wore my most elaborate entari (silk inner robe) with its decorated golden cevberi (belt) and a bejewelled dagger. Over that, I wore my best red silk kaftan, with golden embroi...
With some men it takes time to decide whether you like them or not, but Sir Amias Paulet was in that select band of those one disliked on sight. A narrow mouth, a weak chin hidden by what appeared to be a ginger ferret clinging to it, Queen Mary’s jailer looked like what he was, a narrow-minded Puritan obsessed with the idea that someone, somewhere was havin...
A METAMORPHOSIS OF PRIDE or THE RISE AND FALL OF CATHERINE Chapter II Queen Catherine of Campus "For a man, it can be very difficult to conquer the woman he desires. Oftentimes he finds the woman he pursues to be arrogant and indifferent, so the way to her heart requires a lot of courage, artistry, persistence, and luck. Once he has conquered her she wil...
The first death was painful, a burning sensation engulfing her entire being, as though she were attempting to breathe inside a pool of acid. The second death, when her husband laid eyes on her ghostly form, was painless, like blowing out a candlestick, but the inner agony of watching her husband collapse on the steps to the land of the living in sobs was wor...
My life was changing. I had been a moderately successful fashion model who had suddenly become a minor celebrity by having my head shaved and appearing as the ancient Egyptian queen Nefertiti in a series of ads and appearances about a new cosmetic line. For a few months I was almost an object of worship for those who were fascinated by my bald head. At firs...
I'm staring again. I know it's bad to stare, but-- I can't help it. Call it the power of the Gods, call it whatever you want. There's just something about her that makes me unable to keep my eyes off of her. The way she glides across the room, aiding me in my lessons of Godhood. How her breasts heave with each brother, rise with every movement of her arm. Ev...
Authors Note: The Queen Consort named in this story is Elisabeth of Austria, married to Charles IX, who ruled France during a period of protestant uprisings, and lives in infamy for his vicious reprisals. His wife, though sharing his strong Catholic faith, was known for her piety, naivety and beauty. It is this innocence that makes her so attractive a figure...