Again, thanks to Jezzaz for the loan of his characters. And I did research on everything I wrote, so if you're Catholic, don't be angry. I have no feelings for your religion one way or the other, but I do respect it, and I mean you no offense. And yes, the main character is a bit over the top, but sometimes that's what is needed. I remember Harddaysnight t...
Fate predestines two souls to love each other for an infinite number of lifetimes. That's the storyline of my last post, "Timeless." Most of the people who read it realized that it was a trilogy. But I was on deadline for a book in my day-job and Randi's closing date was fast approaching. My buddy RichardGerald told me to finish the damn story and I finally...
Author's Notes: This is the direct continuation of "Mud and Magic." If you happen to stumble upon this piece by accident, I urge you to go back and read the first three chapters. No recaps here. This chapter was made possible by the endless patience of my lady love, the invaluable input of beta reader MisterWildCard and the editing magic of bikoukumori. A...
It wasn't until I was doing my umpteenth impeccable edit of this story, that it suddenly dawned upon me. "Flashman"!?! It has been a few years since I remember last reading any of Fraser's masterful1 series about the Not-So-Gentlemanly Craven Adventurer Across World History. Whom we all loved to hate. (We all hated to love?) Damnation! It pisses me off,...
A Tale from Skyra - Bardic Cycle Date: March 04, 2095 Locations: New Brittany, Ayerdine's Crossing, and City of the Suns All characters participating in sexual activity are over the age of eighteen. Some are a lot older, and a few are even immortal; regardless, all have given their consent before participating and to the telling of this tale. Please note...
They were someone else's fingers weren't they? They weren't my own, were they? Surely my own touch couldn't be that stimulating, could it? Even half asleep in bed, having beautifully erotic dreams, I couldn't imagine that the light caresses on my breasts were by me? Was I dreaming or was it really happening? As my mind caught up with my body and both emerge...
***I hate having to 'splain stuff because it usually means that I didn't make something clear. But I hate having to read it in the comments that I've left a reader in the dust over something that is not clear even more, so hopefully without spoiling this for others, there is a small time shift in this chapter. Small, in that it involves only one character,...
[All characters in this story who are involved in sexual situations are at least 18 years old - PS] [Author's Note: It has come to my attention that there is a whispering campaign going on behind my back; and that some readers are positing that I do not know how to write cheesy pornography! And in addition, some other people are claiming that my stories con...
I try to post something around the Fourth, to honor those who've served. Please let the length of this little tale be a testament to the respect that I have for all of you. This is a military Pilgrim's Progress, set in World War Two. It takes our hero on the fraught journey from youthful naïveté to adult capability via virtues that everybody in the military...
The sun was ablaze on the mysterious tropical island, and Jonathan was ambling down the beach admiring the waves. Rocky bluffs on one side, emerald-green water as far as the eye could see on the other, and the sand felt beautifully soft between his toes as he walked alone towards the somewhere he knew but couldn't quite remember. The sound of the waves rang...