Author's Notes: 'Satyr Play' is my attempt to dabble in the realm of magic. It's not a genre I typically work in so I'm NOT going to play by the rules. If I break any preconceived notions or 'established guidelines', too bad. ;) That said, I hope you enjoy it. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. Most ar...
1 'Do you Darren Speck take this beautiful fuckin' fine-ass piece of cherrypie to be your beautiful fuckin' lawful wedded wife, booooooy,' said the geezer of a priest, doing some hip thing with his fingers at the end. 'Booooy!' he repeated; and straight after that he did a groovy little moonwalk across the stage, his gleaming black shoes gliding smoothly a...
"The separation between past, present and future is only an illusion, though a convincing one..." - Albert Einstein. Feet tucked in close, she sighed, picked up the newspaper and looked over the front page, settled on a story and started reading. From time to time she picked up her coffee, took a sip, a little grin crossing her face here, the shadow of a...
This is the next, and likely the final story in the Brandt Family Adventures. For those unfamiliar with the series, I STRONGLY suggest that you read, "His Daddy's Car", followed by 'Change', and 'Searching' before starting on this story. This story follows 'Searching', and like it, takes place a few years in the future. There are several inferences of sex...
114 chapters plus epilogue. Everyone in the story is specifically stated as being eighteen years old or older. ***** Prologue The Great Father wound his way through the destruction sickened by the death around him. A once thriving village lay in a heap of smoldering ruins. The bodies of brave men who had fought to protect their families were scattered lik...
"John..." the soft voice murmured, penetrating his subconscious. "Lilyana wants to speak with you..." He opened his eyes and found himself looking up at a dazzling view of the stars, the crystal dome in the Observatory so clear he could have been floating out there in the black. The next realisation was that he was buried under a pile of girls, with his rav...
I had been planning on ending this at thirteen, you know just say she died in childbirth or something. Except I couldn't do that, so many were saying that I had to keep going on this. In fact one of those is right... OH MY GOD, LOOK OUT BEHIND YOU. So I didn't get you to look, at least that is the lie that I will believe, and likely best to never admit to l...
I dunno, I was looking at a pair of people in their forties doing their grocery shopping when I noticed some BIG differences in their speech patterns. What was between them appeared to be based on a playful friendship and she seemed affluent to a fair degree. It made me wonder how they got together. They were too new to have been together for very long, but...
Author's Note: A big thank you to the ever-lovely Randi for organizing the "Highway Song" event. To my team F.R., D.A., Laura L., Barry J., and Steve M. for being some fantastic betas. Dedicated to the two writers Bebop3 and MsCherylTerra, without whom this story would have never been finished. I am eternally grateful. — This story is set in 1993, a time...
Hunter Working night receptionist at the entryway of a ritzy building of apartments and penthouse suites was a dream job for a college student like me. It was stupidly unfair how easy it made my life because there were, like, two basic rules for the rich people who lived there and they all followed them to a t. After my shift started, no one got in without...