Alex Rider Stories

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The Last Shewolf Ch. 01-06

by partwolf on Mar 27, 2018
NonHuman

Twenty-Eight Years Ago Northern Minnesota BRIIING BRIIIING BRIIIING The sheets pulled down as I moved an arm towards the phone at my bedside. My glossy black hair, messy with the few hours sleep I had just been roused from, covered my light olive complexion as I reached for it. I saw the clock, 3:28 AM, as I pulled the handset towards my ear. "Doc DelM...

Alexander and Jennifer: Saturday

by hasnoalias on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Special thanks to MadamWhitewalker for editing. ***** I opened my eyes, after a very nice sleep, to see the morning sunlight streaming through the gaps in the window curtains. I looked down and smiled to see Jennifer still fast asleep, with half of her body resting comfortably on top of me. Her head was still laid on my chest and her face showed a deeply s...

Mail Order Bride

by Alex De Kok on Sep 19, 2017
Romance

Mail Order Bride This little tale was originally posted here on Literotica, but has spent some time out in the world as an e-book. However, the publisher ceased operation due to illness and the rights reverted to me. I thought about it, and decided I'd rather be read by the many than sold to the few, so here it is. Enjoy! I hope. * After I had buried both...

Case of the Black Badge Ch. 03

by WifeWatchman on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story. The Case of the Black Badge, Ch. 1-3 Feedback and con...

A Nevada Brothel - My Initial Work Ch. 04

by keithswest on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Currently, I work in one of the world's oldest profession -- -- possibly the oldest. I work as a prostitute at a legal brothel in Northern Nevada. While I am one of the oldest 'girls' at this brothel, I am also one of the newest workers to provide the sexual services desired by a man. My earlier two work periods totaled five weeks. This third work period wil...

Thorn Ch. 28-32

by JanuaryMoon1 on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

Hi everyone -- well anyone still reading this, sorry, sorry, sorry, I am now moved into my new place so that is a good thing (more writing time) this is not the last part of the story ... in fact I am not even sure if the next submission will be -- but I swear I won't leave you hanging the end will come. Then I'm torn between Lex's story and Gem's ... so man...

St. Vicente Ch. 03

by KillerRomance on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

There you go! For your pleasure. Just a note: please do not leave a comment if it's going to be about the number of weeks it'll take for a typhoid shot to actually work. I did my research. I know. Other than that, knock yourselves out! (: Much love xx * She started when the door to the cabin opened, though she shouldn't have been surprised. She'd been e...

A Small Indiscretion Ch. 03

by alex_lover on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

Many thanks to Greowulf for his wonderful editing. ***** Hours away from the warmth of his home, Dave stood staring into the darkness of the night. He was on the second floor of the building under construction. He and Scotty had visited all the floors, carefully scrutinizing the work in progress. He had spoken to the supervisors and was satisfied that they...

A Small Indiscretion Ch. 06

by alex_lover on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

Many thanks to Greowulf for his wonderful editing. ***** The next couple of days went by without any further progress in their investigation. Sherry was tied up incorporating feedback and edits for her new storyline, but in the evenings she would be beside Stella in the hospital. Even after her discharge it was decided that Stella will not be left alone....

Max and Rosie

by peacekeeper25 on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

The shrill sound of the tea kettle shattered Max's reverie. He was remembering when he and Rosie met thirty-eight years ago. Sighing deeply, he looked down at the yellow mug and remembered the vision of the two of them rowing down the Charles River that May morning, the night after their first date, the first of many, before shocking everyone they knew by ge...