Overwatch, and all characters affiliated, are copyrights of Blizzard Entertainment. No copyright infringement is intended for this story. It is strictly fan-fiction and meant for entertainment purposes only. All rights belong to Blizzard Entertainment. ***** 1 "Why?!" Tracer demanded as she held Widowmaker down. "Why would you do this?" Her face was cont...
If your wife were away from home at 10:00 p.m., would you be worried? I wouldn't, because all I have to do is turn on the local news to see exactly what she's doing. My wife, Carol Martin, is the local co-anchor for the nightly news on the leading local tv channel here in Birmingham. She's as gorgeous as she is intelligent, and a lot of the smart money is...
Author's Note:- I wish to thank all my readers and fans for their support during these two months. I have received both praise and criticism on my works and I appreciated it all. I had always loved writing ever since I was able to hold a pencil. The past few years had been challenging years for me, and I abandoned quite a bit of my writing. I am very slowly...
Dear Readers, I apologize for the delay of this chapter, however, please take into consideration that writing it, editing it, going over it again and finally submitting it takes time, sometimes longer than expected or wanted. That's life. We can't change that. So please be patient for the next chapters to submit. My editor is currently ill. This chapter wa...
[[50 years after the story of Theo, The Blood Angel of Lescatie]] CHAPTER 3: Agrat, Empress of Monsters. Reikshold. The beautiful castle stood in the heart of Reikshold, a violet-pink heaven for monster girls and their humans whom they now treated as valued husbands. Laughter and joy was never in short supply amongst the pleasure gardens, its hidden coves...
I'm ashamed to say that I didn't get turned on to sex until well into my thirty eighth year, and it was through someone I'd never even considered. I had been separated from my husband of almost nineteen years for about twelve months. Parker Wallace was a driven man, and had been since before we married. His father had been absent for most of his growing up,...
This is a work of fiction, reproduced exactly as it was sent, in installments, to my own cyber lover. She knows who she is; my inspiration, my muse, my angel! While this remains fiction, I live in hope... Comments welcome * It had been a 2 hour flight from Birmingham to Hannover. You had had 2 Malibus on the flight, so you were feeling warm and relaxed, a...
This is the first story in the "Stories from Under the Golden Roof" series. This stories contains some dialogue in German and the Tyrolean dialect, translations of the German dialogue is included. The German has not been edited. Any errors are entirely the fault of the author. Wade is a poor, self-exiled translator meets the beautiful Ana, whose plans for h...
It's not that I don't have a sense of humor. I have a sense of humor. When she told me what she was doing, I was repulsed at first; I laughed later, an inevitable concession to the irony of the situation. It was funny—in a way. I understand why she thought so at least. She must have known, too, that I knew all along. She must be laughing because I walked r...
Hi folks, be warned, there is no real sex in this chapter, just plot and story. ** Please also note, this will be the last chapter of this story I post until the rest of the book's finished. This is to prevent reader frustration with how slowly I'm writing this. ** ***** "We're going to the beach, Jackson. You need to get up." Jackson grew aware of a cha...