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...
Abigail didn't know it was possible to fall in love so quickly. Yet here she was falling deeper and deeper in love with him. Jonathan was quite unlike anyone she'd ever met. He spoke with such confidence and authority; his sexy southern accent practically melted her whenever he called. His creative mind impressed her even though it sometimes kept her off bal...
Abigail couldn't contain the hurt and anger she felt. She hardly slept that night. The image of that woman wrapped around Mikhail in such a loving embrace haunted her dreams. Haunted her thoughts as she prepared herself for the morning. It still amazed her that although the buildings were very Tudor like, the clothing was definitely medieval. Smiling to he...
High School Duke: I looked away from my physics midterm when the knock on the door occurred. Mr. Poole, my sharp as a razor teacher when it comes to science but dumb as a newborn when it comes to relaying his knowledge to his students, got up and waddled to the door. The girl revealed by the door's opening was Penelope Sanders. She was a cute girl, should...
Abigail smiled and then kissed Kenneth. "You're sweet," she cooed. Her fingers gripped his shoulders, her eyes bat. With her legs wrapped around his hips, she could feel his wood through his pants. For once, it wasn't scary. "We don't have to do this," Kenneth said. "Do you want to?" "Y-yeah," he replied, his cheeks flushing a beautiful crimson. "I do. I...