Alien Wayland Stories

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The Cold Sun's Son Ch. 001

by Hittfler on Apr 3, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

In the dimly lit room, facing a caving in the wall; a forge, sat knelt a boy in his late teens. His wavy, jet-black hair gleaming under the light; his face dripping wet with sweat. In front of the loosely-clothed boy, and inside the blinding forge, was filled with scorching coal chunks that were scattered around. On top of the coal chunks, a deformed thick,...

Assassin’s Revolt

by Shimazu45 on Apr 22, 2025

An assassin of the Black Crescent Organization, returns from his last mission before retirement. But the Organization has its own ideas. **** to live in a woman’s body now for the rest of his life he will begin his mission new mission… to get **** against the organization. The main character is 31 year old assassin John Wayland. On the verge of retirement hi...

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By My Side

by BurntRedstone on Sep 25, 2017
Romance

Author's Notes: 'By My Side' is a sweet little story that was intended to be a stand-alone short story. I had no luck in keeping it short. Now I'm thinking of sequels... if time allows. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Chapter 1 "Hurry up in there!" Gary barked through the bathroom door....

Innocent

by mortealaapple on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

If you haven't read "Thief", go do that before reading this! ***** Chapter 4. I wake from a deep sleep with the feeling of satisfaction seeping through my body. Maybe now that it's over with I can get over this silly schoolboy crush and get on with my investigation. I sit up and look around. Ella's nowhere to be seen, and her clothes have been picked up...

The Maiden at Comfry

by CorvusTurrim777 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

*** If you enjoyed my sci-fi series Space Relations, this novella has a similar format. It is less about the sex in this one, and more about the innuendo and the story. *** Sir Longenhard sat brooding at the tavern bar, swirling the last of the swill at the bottom of his mug. He drank the rot, at the same time recalling better times when the ale tasted prop...

Company Woman Wife

by triangletoast on Apr 29, 2025

My alarm sounded like a buzzer that would electrocute you anytime you pressed it. It buzzed harsh and loud, fading away momentarily only to come back as piercing as ever. It made me think of some old slapstick comedy, with some idiot repeatedly pressing the button despite being shocked every time. "Hurry up and get up babe." The voice spoke over th...

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Whistler's Island

by PickFiction on Mar 2, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The BMW X5 slowed, stopped to wait for traffic to clear, then quickly turned left onto the short causeway that led onto Whistler's Island. Slowing again, it turned right into the gravel parking area and pulled into the first available spot close to the dune. It stopped and the engine shut off. Inside, Wilma carefully picked up the rather large canvas bag sh...

The Dirty Sheets

by PickFiction on Sep 21, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

All of my writing is fiction and the characters are products of my imagination. All characters that need to be are 18 years of age or older. Comments are always very welcome and carefully reviewed. This story is a nearly complete rewrite of a prior story of mine published some time ago. If any regular readers recognize that I'd enjoy hearing their thoughts....

Setting Moon Ch. 09

by Bloodwoman on Sep 19, 2017
NonHuman

Lilliana awoke abruptly the next morning as she shot straight up. Tears streamed down her face as she remembered her dreams. She put her head in her hands and tried to rid herself of the horrible feeling that they would all soon be dead. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned swinging. But before she struck she realized it was Sam and fell into his arm...

Exstacy! Ch. 04

by emily_hughs on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

She was back in the old converted barn that was the Ecstatic Sex clinic, or at least she assumed that's where she was. The room was decorated in the same Victorian style as the house where she'd spent her lunch hour, though it was not a part of the house she had been in. The room she was in looked like a bedroom, with a dressing table on one side of the room...