Synopsis: Shanghaied into a universe of gamers who are in a constant fight for survival Ralph Bronson took the fight to 'Goddess Lyria.' After ignoring her for 20 years she forces the character back into the game. After a shouting match with her that ended with him refusing to worship or venerate her, he found himself in blackness. Inspired by so many thin...
(SU Rules! No. 23) ***** The soft breeze of the late afternoon gently wafted through the open window causing a deliciously soft coolness to stir through the large kitchen-slash-dining area of Nathan Reid's house. The stirring was more than welcome given the heat outside made the house feel more than warm but it was still not enough to stop Jennifer Carne...
My Sweet Canadian Girl Ch. 13 By Masterbates13 This chapter begins about a month before Rick and Cassie's wedding. There was a lot to squeeze into this chapter so it's a long one. Thanks for reading the previous chapters and I hope you'll enjoy the latest one. Feel free to comment at the end, compliments and criticisms are both welcomed. *** I had just f...
This is a slow, real slow story of love, sex, friendship, husband wife relationship, revenge, selfishness and selflessness. I have tried to build a character of an outstanding Indian woman in this story. Some of you may not like it and find it too slow. Such readers may not go further. Some may not agree with the behavior of the characters. Like it or not, d...
This is the twenty-sixth episode of my unreliable memoirs. Each episode is self-contained, so you can read them without having read the previous ones (although sometimes it helps with the context and names a bit). With the Covid crisis in the UK I've had more time on my hands and so this episode is longer than the previous ones. Twice as long in fact. The y...
"Seventeen-Twenty-Five from dispatch," squawked the radio. Liz Harrison, our lead dispatcher, was working the day shift in the communication center. I always loved it when Liz was working dispatch, instead of stuck in her office supervising. Liz had a silky, smoky voice that would make any 1-900 phone sex girl envious. I keyed the button on my lapel mike f...
Prologue In the essence of all things casual, Thomas avoided Jan like the plague. Theirs was not a kiss and tell relationship. Theirs wasn't a relationship at all. There was no such nonsense as holding hands or spending hours gazing into each other's eyes. There was sex. Dark moments of craving and indulgence, a temporary, no consequences union of bodies be...
Copyright 2014 by Zeta All rights reserved This story may be freely distributed in electronic form but must include this copyright. The Possessed is a work for pure fiction and all locales, names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or living persons is entirely coincid...
Part 1 "Here's some burnt connective tissue," she said, wiping a small grease splatter off her nipple and forking three strips of bacon onto Rod's plate. Before turning back to the stove she snapped off a piece for herself. Burnt connective tissue tasted so good sometimes, especially on a late winter morning like this. Her comment was playing to her vegeta...
Prologue The villagers were terrified of the wolf. They feared the wolf's unusual white pelt. The strangeness of such a creature in a bland, flat land of nothing but dull greens and browns was seen as a bad omen. Draught plagued their crops. Disease stole their children in the night. The wild game they depended on to survive the long winter still ahead of t...