The following is a complete work of fiction inspired by Roman history, with a strong fantasy aspect for the use of artistic license. The original story which was previously posted on Literotica has been revamped. The idea of intrigue, betrayal and a power struggle is the still the same. However, changing from a Roman setting to a FANTASY setting allowed me t...
The water was calm, clear and infused with the scent of ash. He knelt down and washed his arms, his legs and torso. It was cold and purifying. He rubbed olive oil across his skin, banishing all miasma from his person. Orpheus scraped the excess oil off with a metal strigil and dried himself in the sunlight, tussling his short brown hair to shake out the wa...
This is my second submission to Literotica. It's a bit of fluff with no sex. In response to some of the comments, I write to entertain, sometimes to get people to think but mostly just for fun. The views of my characters are usually - but not always - similar to my own. I often get my inspiration from real life people and events of which I have direct or i...
On an auspicious evening, when the moon was perfectly new and the Heavens were glittering in just the right way, three sisters were born and, being born, were conscripted instantly into their destinies. It was foretold to the Emperor that, should three girls be born on this particularly prophetic night, he could assign their fates within an hour of their bi...
1692 - Salem, Massachusetts The trees shook in the cool evening wind. The leaves were beginning to fall to the ground, mixing with the bare earth to add a fresh new layer to the forest floor. Soon, although the trees didn’t know it, that new layer would be trampled down by the hooves of horses giving chase to a woman in a dark dress. She was being hunted dow...
Life, death, rebirth, a love unending...Fates circle seemed in perpetual motion as of late. Alexandra Jade mused while looking out into the winter night. Fat flakes of snow dotted the earth below her balcony. The woman was hardly dressed for the cold. An oversized black shirt and loose sleep shorts were all she and normally braided white-blond hair fell to l...
The sun was now rising. June stretched her arms and woke, standing from the tree she leaned her back on. She usually took several naps during the day and sometimes at night, while her favorite friend, Helaman, was very much a morning person who usually slept several straight hours at night, but still slumbered this morning. Unlike June, he kept afloat. That'...
Jara holds little interest to the rest of the kingdom it's within and outside of maps held by the nobility no mention of it ever reaches past the borders. This is where you grew up, thatch roofs and rough stone walls are a sign of wealth here, most people live in roughly woven tents pitched against the cliff walls that hide your childhood home. Traditional a...
I am not a tattoo artist any more than a Greek Mythologist. This is a work of fiction and any miss steps in the way things really work are because of these facts. None of the people in this piece are real; any reference to the real world is purely coincidental. Enjoy He sat looking over them. Shesin and Nikita lay on either end of the bed with Joxifa, Lyrus...
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