Hi, there. Man do I have a story to share with you. My name is Kasik Malob. I am a tall, good-looking, forty-something black man of the Kazonga Tribe. Living in rural South Africa. I run a rather large farm and the many women who work there. Man's word is law in my world. Life couldn't be better, simply put. I'm making a lot of money while keeping them bitch...
You are a goblin. Not some average brainless scum like most of your race is but a warrior, a chief, a strategist a diplomat. How it all began? First and most importantly you are a giant for you race. With your hight being equal to 161 centimeters and your weight being equal to 78 kilogram other goblins can look at you with envy, because average height for ma...
It happened on the night of my tenth birthday. Not that anyone had acknowledged the occasion. My uncle, who had "taken care of me" since my mother's death the way a slaver "takes care" of his stock, certainly didn't give a damn about my feelings. I'll never know why, but I can see looking back on those days that he resented me in a way th...
Amazon of Mine - Omnibus *** Author's Notes: This story takes place just under a year after the events in "Werewolf Chronicles", which I have occurring in the year 2020. Recommended Reading Order and timeline of events (and yes there will be a consolidation anthology done after the series is ended). 00 - >1812 - "The Crimson Tithe" (takes place someti...
Dezicra groaned as she stumbled through the Westmeyer woods. Pushing aside brambles and branches, she made her way to a sacred and secret place deep within. Her body felt weak, and her bruises and cuts weighed heavily on her posture. The battle had been fierce, and many orcs of her tribe had fallen to the human skirmishers they'd met, but when the last blow...
Chapter Five Awana had sent Druna to inform the head of her tribe of their imminent arrival. The squire had returned with good news: Simona and Artemisia were already in the village, and to honor the Amazons the chief had decided to organize a day of competitions and dances. The column was marching behind Rodrigo and Awana, with the soldiers at its sides....
Ares smirked as he turned around and sat down on the throne of the Amazon Queen, looking as frustratingly as handsome and confident as he had always been. With nothing but a bottle of Nectar in his hand, the war God was stark naked, with his monstrous cock, which wasn't even hard but was already over fifteen inch long, out in the open. It stretched from hi...
Augustus Mansfield, Ph,D had resided in Manaus, the capital of the heart of Amazonia, Brazil, for the last ten years. No one knew as much about the thirty areas where tribes lived that had never seen a white man, contained in the 20 million acres of Javari valley, as he did. As an anthropologist, and accomplished naturalist, he often ventured into the untouc...
Chapter 7-Scientific Curiosity It was the year 1843, and there were still new lands being discovered in an age where the old was becoming more interconnected every day through various mundane and magical means. Among them was the island of Kuja, which was located far off the southern coast of Hellas in southern Europa. It was a large island covered in a vas...
Sandra never expected that her life will change in a such dramatic way. Two weeks after her eighteen birthday she was on a routine scouting mission and then an arrow hit her ankle. It was an arrow coated with a sleeping poison. It was a crafty ambush made by a group of slavers. She awoke in a wagon and spent more than two weeks there with no chance to escape...