Chapter Fifty-Two ADRIANNA Riding a warg wasn't anything like riding a horse. With a horse, I felt the power of the beast as it beat its hooves against the ground, springing me forward with each stride. With a warg, I didn't even notice the ground it ran upon, for the warg didn't beat the ground, but ripped through it, its massive paws tearing into the ear...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is unlike my usual fare, in that there is no corruption of innocence or turns to evil, but there is a transformation of sorts towards the end. Also, this story does not take place in the more light/self-aware universe of the Morgana stories. To make that difference more prominent, the faeries here are a mishmash of the Celtic/Germanic ty...
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Reading chapter one first will help you understand what is going on in this chapter. Strong sexual material. Ann came to the waiting room and told me about the conversation she had with Dr. Pat. She was not able to come out to talk now as she had another patient. After we got in my van she suggested we go out to dinner tonight and celebrate. I said great, g...
For those of you who have read my "Seducing the Neighbor Girl" series, this is a major departure from that style of story. In that series, I always try to keep the sex at the beginning, middle, and end of each story. For this one, there isn't a lot of sex and it takes a long time to get around to it. So, please be patient. This is a romance story set in a z...
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellcats. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Marti Perkins could remember the first time she entered Cheer Town, the cutesy nickname for the on-campus residence for the cheerleaders. She had initially hated that cutesy nickname, but it had grown on her, along with pretty much everyone in Cheer Town. Of co...
Chapter 1 – Flat Tire Chapter 2 - Help No one heard me. Is it possible? The house is so close. I shouted again. What I am going to do now? Could I have broken my ankle? Such things do happen, but why to me? I unbuckled the strap and gently touched the swelling. It was bigger than before. I took off the shoe and cautiously moved my ankle. More pain. Should...
A snowstorm suddenly begins dumping another few inches an hour on the ground late Wednesday afternoon in near whiteout conditions. The crowd in the bar is huge. She sits on the stool on the other side of a large man. I don't think he is with her. I hope not. What I can see, she is a knock out - great face, not much makeup, and curly reddish brown hair down t...
While I wrote this to work as a stand-alone story, this is essentially a sequel to "A Cruel Trick," and I'd recommend reading that story first. A lot of the content in here was originally in "A Cruel Trick," but cut out because I wanted to keep that story more about Kevin and Amy's relationship -- and I knew I wanted to give Jackie his own story. I found out...
Author's Note: Special thanks to editing help from JRSMALE who were kind enough to edit this story. For those of you who have read my previous stories, you will be delighted to see marked improvement in punctuation and grammar. ***** My name is Frank Crowder and I grew up in a suburb of Detroit, Michigan. Ever since I went through puberty, I became aware...