Ch.12 : Guthelm's Weakness King Charlerion of Pelancir sought audience with his ally King Guthelm of Grumandria. He crossed the central bridge to the west bank of Cromilil, the old centre of the city, now looking less impressive than the east bank where the Pelancirians had been repairing buildings and making the place look as if it was a proud colonial ca...
ALL PEOPLE ENGAGING IN SEXUAL ACTS OR ANYTHING OF SEXUAL NATURE ARE ALL OF THE AGE OF 18 OR OLDER, THE MAIN CHARACTER IS 19, IF THIS IS NOT THE LEGAL AGE TO CONSENT TO SEX IN YOUR AREA OR COUNTRY, DO NOT READ. Thanks to CopperSkink for his amazing work on this chapter. All votes have been counted, so I bring you the reviewer's choice sex scene. You'll have...
NOTE: The following essay was sent to the author via OuijaMail, a new mobile app that promises to be the next Instagram. Its proprietary technology allows correspondence between contemporary authors and historical figures. The sender of this essay claims to be Samson, a legendary barbarian warrior from the Middle Ages. According to an unpublished essay by Jo...
The bar was gritty and dim. About what one would expect on a far-flung space outpost. Tonya ran a tired hand through her close-cropped hair, ruffling the green and pink stripes. Dispatch had finally managed to get her a load of crystal ore out the Andromeda Star System. She had been in port four farding days! A space hauler did not make money docked on a tin...
Chapter Ten "The Vow and Portrait Ceremony" It would be a night to remember for the guest that were arriving at the manor and a night Martin would never forget. Martin sat in a comfortable chair with his hands on the arms, his legs crossed as he listened to Phoebe's questions. The only other person in the room was the photographer, who had already snappe...
© 2009, Kuffsnkeys Darkness suddenly enveloped the desolate forest as the char blackened clouds erased the setting sun. The wind howled and whirled as frail, fallen leaves gyred up between the gnarled, twisted trunks of the trees, elevated on a cold, biting, column of late autumn air. Thick clumps of long hanging mosses whipped and danced from the extended...
Dear Reader, This chapter is still a bit verbose and do forgive my tendency to repeat myself... I am still laying the setting for the story but we are slowly getting to the nitty-gritty... This is purely a fantasy so don't be surprised if it seems completely unrealistic... That's what fantasies are all about, right!? I am still unsure where this fits......
THE BIBLE TELLS ME SO OR THINGS THEY NEVER TAUGHT ME IN SUNDAY SCHOOL Why Boaz Married Ruth I remember my mother telling me that Grandma Coit had once said that the Bible was the dirtiest book she had ever read. At the time, when I was in high school, I took that to mean that my maternal grandmother had been conservative in her choice of literature. B...
Back on Argos, Calisto shivered in fear. Having watched Demetrius be chained and taken away by the guards, she did as he had asked and stayed hidden in the quiet bush shrouded cove they had sought refuge in the night before. Waiting hours to make sure no guards were still present she spent a fitful night crouched under the palm trees, crying herself to sleep...
Copyright of Peter Dee, 2001 Out of the frying pan and into the third place, a spirited girl becomes a gift of remote affection to an alien's wife. This turns out to be extremely fun. *** To be presented at the slaver's auction, naked like an un-apprenticed virgin! The shame! No girl at eighteen, I was the best sneak-thief in the city, on the planet, and...