The evening is dark but for the moon and stars. The air feels moist and full of summer. Crickets sound in the evening's song, and an owl hoots three times and stops. Occasionally dogs bark in the distance. At the bottom of a low hill, our horses drink from the stream at midnight. In the stark light of the full moon, I can see three earth mounds in the vall...
Author's note: This short vacuous stroker is fiction. People and places are made up. All players are over age 18. Tags: museum, mummy, sting, curators, remorse, Flame Game. Views expressed may not be the author's. Details may be incorrect. The naming convention is deliberate — see note at end. Enjoy! ***** WALK LIKE AN EGYPTIAN ***** A nemesis with a...
In 2017 A.D. the world as ordinary men and women know it ended. For you see, thousands of years into the past, the Inhumans roamed the world. The things that Africans called the Orishas, what ancient Hebrews called Angels, what the Pagans called Gods, Goddesses, Monsters and Giants. The bad news is that all of these things are real. Everything from centaur...
Scenario : The West In The 22nd Century (The ideas in this story are merely fictions of the future. They are not meant to cause offence to anyone, whether Jewish, Muslim, 'western', 'eastern', religious etc. Read with an open mind. I posted Chapter 5 of this story on Literotica in 2007 under the title of 'Discovery Of The Real America', in which the lead...
Day Five Interior-Col. Carter's Suite, Kitchen 0650 Hours "Hey, I woke up and you weren't there." Carter said as she stepped into the kitchen. "How long have you been up? Are you okay?" "I'm fine." Tammy said, taking her hand and kissing it lightly as Carter stood over her. "I couldn't sleep, and didn't want to wake you, so I came in here. I've been look...
My name is Shamika Sandler Brown and I'm a six-foot-tall, busty and kind of curvy, big-bottomed black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I work as a computer science teacher at the Nicholson Institute of Technology in Boston, Massachusetts. By night, I'm a part-time member of the Boston Police Department and the world-famous superhe...
Ryan Carter got his doctorate from the archaeology graduate program at Harvard and was a field researcher and adjunct professor with Columbia University. Inspired as a child by the Indiana Jones movies, Ryan wanted to study the mysteries of ancient cultures. Even though the academia and field work of archaeology was no where as glamorous or exciting as the m...
Monday 18th January 1999, Portsmouth University Lecture Theatre AM I watched as the new cohorts filed into the lecture theatre and took up their seats. Among them was Elizabeth who sat in the same seat that Michelle occupied back in October. The first slide is already on display showing the arresting title, 'World History - Sacrifice and Torture in the earl...
The Ahlissan Chronicles ~ Book II ~ A Perilous Journey ~ Prologue ~ The witch-priestess's black robes rustled about her ankles as she walked with quick measured steps through the corridor of the ancient structure. Glass globes hanging from the ceiling lit her way with an eerie mystical blue light. She had come here on orders to procure knowledge of a certa...
[Authors Note] More than sixteen years ago I began contributing to a story called Amazon Women by augy6666. _Link: _https://chyoa.com/story/Amazon-Women.964 While I truly respect the story that augy6666 and so many of the other contributors have created, I want more creative control over the story I am trying to tell and have decided to branch off from that...