Author's Note Risk Versus Reward is a prequel to Girl Friday and focuses on the story of Karin, the 'H.R. Lady' who provided Charlotte's rather unique interview experience when she was hired. You do not need to read Girl Friday to understand what's going on in Risk Versus Reward. But if you enjoy this story, Girl Friday should most definitely be on your rea...
Story by LesLes. Concept by Solddate. Art by Oo_Sebastian_oO Five Years After Syndrome's Attack "Honestly, sweetie, if there's ever a type of villain you don't want to go solo against, it's a mind controller." The villainess Mezmerella leaned against the top of a classic ball chair as she spoke. The smooth white plastic of the chair was a half-sphe...
Note to Reader: This is my first attempt at this kind of story style, the piece is a dual narrative, told from the perspective of both main characters. Our first character is Hala Atallah, Syrian-Lebanese-French woman in her late twenties, who resides in Beirut and is a poet, novelists, essayist and filmmaker by trade. Beautiful, petite with curves, fair ski...
Blossom reveled in the stares from the men and women alike as she sought a likely target. Even in a big city, someone like her would be sure to turn heads. Not that there truly was anyone like her, not yet. But this mall should serve her purposes nicely. Yes, she'd cased the area earlier, and found a bathroom where she knew there would be no security camera...
We decided to ride in loose-fitting summer frocks instead of knickerbockers, slacks or shorts. Sophie said how relieved she was to get out of her uniform for a change, as it made her feel stuffy and frumpy. I told her that I rather liked her in her uniform. Of course I did not divulge in which way I liked her. I read a naughty book when I was younger. I use...
Grace, so appropriately named, was such a good girl before Robyn came along. So fucking innocent. She was the kind of girl who always had perfect grades and a perfect track record, who attended church every Sunday, and barely wore any makeup except for subtle lip gloss. But then, she met Robyn, with her chipped black nail polish, rock band tees and taste fo...
'The King is dying.' That was what the messenger said. Well it was expected. The old man had passed the age of sixty some time ago, and had been feeble for a while. A week before the Christ Mass he had lost consciousness, but now we were told he had revived. Ealdgyth refused to go where Harold had summoned her, so I went in her stead. I had never been at a...
The patter of rain on the bedroom window awoke Emma. She groaned, turned over in her bed, and looked at her clock. It was only 5:30 in the morning. She tried to go back to sleep, still having another hour until her alarm went off, but it was no use. She was awake now. She got out of bed and headed to the kitchen, where she made herself coffee and a toasted b...
One of the first results of Mellisa's reorganisation of the Chancery was the discovery that some of the Amirs and local governors had been falsifying their returns to the Treasury. Mel's predecessor had, as all Ottoman officials did, supplemented his meagre income by raking off money from the tax returns; but he had been greedy. This presented me with an opp...
INTRODUCTION: The story that you are about to read is true. This is the story of my incredible transformation from being a wedded wife to a lesbian life as the partner of an 18 year old woman who was just starting her freshman year in college. Before you make any judgement about me and this change in my life, I want you to hear the truth. The facts as to h...