Mallory has now stopped talking to me. I had to clean out her English horn pretty good before she would play it again; she refused to go to school if I didn't. I even checked to see if she still keeps it in the same place, but she doesn't. Abigail told me she keeps it in the band room now, which a lot of good that will do her to stop me. This little incident...
It's amazing how the mind works. How it can easily bend itself to fit around how you see yourself. How quickly it can adapt to something like a change in your identity. A little over a month ago I was a man. Well, maybe man would be a debatable term seeing as I was barely into my eighteenth year, and I was also still a virgin. Either way, I was a man, and no...
(this is mostly just a test of the writing system because this is my first chyoa story) It was a pleasant life that Eric had lived for the past year. He was king of this realm, and he'd filled it modestly. In the center of the realm was a small collection of buildings, which Eric had named Fuckburg. Every once in a while, on a whim, Eric would leave Fuckburg...
I had nothing planned. It was supposed to be my normal Sunday afternoon – put the TV on, find some sport to provide some background noise... and catch up on some work, maybe even have a beer or two. I'm not saying I had my priorities right but life had been that way for a few years now, not enough hours in the work week to keep up, so my Monday morning start...
Author's note: Some parts of this Lovecraftian tale will contain dark elements and non-consent. I'm eager for feedback, so please leave a comment. ***** Abigail's mind and body gradually settled into a new rhythm as she drifted through the Fall semester at Miskatonic University. The foliage around campus was peaking later than usual, and the crisp, clear w...
Thank you to searchingforperfection and catbrown for their hard work in editing, and all of their suggestions. I appreciate all votes, feedback and comments, and I do read all the comments. This story is a sequel to The Doctor's Daughter. Both are set during the War of 1812. Since the death of Major General Brock in the fall of 1812, neither side has scored...
Thank you to searchingforperfection and catbrown for their hard work in editing and all of their suggestions. I appreciate all votes, feedback and comments, and I do read all the comments. This story is a sequel to The Doctor's Daughter. Both are set during the War of 1812. Since the death of Major General Brock in the fall of 1812, neither side has scored...
Copyright Otto26, 2007 * The dungeon corridors had very low ceilings, such that Abigail was forced to bow her head. The torch of the guard in front of her danced in the puddled water on the rough-hewn stone floor and left thick ropes of smoke that quickly blended into the darkness. Even in the relative warmth of the Hungarian spring the tunnels were cold a...
This is a ten Chapter romantic Crime thriller with consenting erotic and romantic sex, male on male violence and a lot of exciting cliff hangers at the endings of each chapter. As is usual in my stories there are a large selection of colourful characters and not all of the people in my stories have happy endings. You have been warned -- so if you like the...
The elevator opened with a chime and Abigail stepped in, spun around and pressed the button for the thirty-third floor. A silence descended in the cabin as the sun-filled lobby was blacked out by the closing doors. As her eyes adjusted to the diminished light, Abigail saw her reflection in the chrome metal surface before her. She looked herself over one la...