This is a long winded romance between two women with a dash of supernatural elements(reincarnation). As with my other stories, there is a strong focus on plot and the characters drive the story forward. While there is sex, it isn't the focal point. Huge thank you to Wax Philosophic for allowing me to borrow one of my favorite characters from Mistress and C...
"You bitch, you fucking, dirty, cheating bitch." "What? What are you on about?" "You know full well what I'm on about." "Look quieten down and come in," Amanda said looking past the distraught, slim blonde woman screaming at her from the front door of her terraced town house. She saw the Mini with two wheels on the pavement, the door open and the engine s...
Shade was asleep before her head hit the pillow Wednesday night. But oh my god when she woke up Thursday she was a freakin' bundle of sexual energy. So much so that when we'd finally had our fill of each other I was the one who needed a nap! When I woke up I needed to pee, groaned when I looked at the clock and headed to the bathroom. After rinsing my hands...
Author's Note: It is strongly recommended that you read Chapters I and II to completely understand the magnitude of Kristen's inward journey. Her journey continues as she has been taken to an undisclosed location, bound in heavy chains and blindfolded in a rugged crate. The purpose of this story is simple... a woman is stripped of her worldly existence and m...
On October 27, 2002 the Los Angeles Times reported the creation of a new force in the War against Terror. Its name was the Proactive Pre-emptive Operations Group, otherwise known as P20G. Allegedly, its sole purpose was to provoke terror cells into action, and then swoop down on them with almost split second timing just moments before they committed an atroc...
The High Chancellor of the United Council of the Realms was extraordinarily beautiful, brilliant, and as her family history defined, she really did have a long, elegant, regal name. While descended from a royal family with a noble lineage, her ascent to High Chancellor was not by heritage but rather through sheer force of will, power and intelligence. Tall a...
The following is my best memory of how I came to meet Mistress and commit myself to her service. The events themselves I distinctly remember as they were important episodes in my life and, as such, stamped upon my memory. However I admit to taking some license with conversation and minor details, as I do not remember them exactly, although the general gist i...
Four Samba stood still as the white woman stepped out of her hut. She was very excited; her fingers kept touching the hard thing that encircled her neck. As every Amazon knew, that was a bulawa – and the woman had given her one! She lay down on her cot and closed her eyes, trying to remember. It had been a long time ago, many years before her grandmother w...
Age Disclaimer: All characters engaging in any sexual acts described in this story are at least eighteen years of age. If it had been anyone else besides Amanda calling to wake Hayley up after two, maybe three hours of sleep and dared to be cheery while Hayley wanted nothing more than to be allowed to be aggressively pissed off at everyone and everythin...
The cab driver wished a happy Thanksgiving when the short raven haired sophomore got out of the car. "You too," the girl said already shivering from the strong winds bringing in cold air from the North. Once she had extended the grip on her small suitcase, setting it up so it was easy for her to let it trail behind her, she quickly got inside the terminal b...