With a gesture from her old and arthritic hand she drew a devotee to open the gate, then bowing deeply beckoned Leo to follow her. She led Leopold into the building, through a corridor carved with upturned elephants trunks into a chamber lavishly decorated with gaudy hangings and plush low sedan chairs. Scattered around the room were tall hookahs and on gild...
Anya I had the dream again last night. It's been so long since the last time, that I'd forgotten how utterly real, how devastating, it is. I awoke in tears, as I always do, though the dream itself is invariably happy. The place, the events, the people, are always different; but it is still the same dream. This time I was on a beach, somewhere on the Medit...
Jack prologue I saw her the first time ten years ago. Ben called me to the front of the shop for a customer. She was there with a friend looking at jewelry. It was easily discernible that she was no older than nineteen. Definitely a freshman out for her first bout of rebellion. Everything about her screamed 'too sweet', but still something about her stuck...
Note- I do not own the rights to the James Bond movies or Novels. This is a fun parody by a fan for others. xxx Austrian Alps, 1977. James Bond had been fucking the blonde Russian agent for hours, and still he showed no sign of letting up. The English secret agent, member of the elite double O section, meant he frequented the field often. His 007 prefix...
Author's Note: :D I love Sway and Skeet. I absolutely adore them. I'm glad so many of you did, as well. Enjoy this chapter, and please keep up with the wonderful comments. They really do make my day. Luv n' stuff, Ginnnnnnnnnnnna! 25. "Well, I think it's safe to say that he isn't on this side of the harbor," Horace commented dryly. The trio had searche...
"Alison Brie Joins the Party" Summer, 2018 This is a flashback to when things started to really pick up at the Lodge. At this point, Lodge attendees were now in the double digits. After the random couple invites that Maisie and Sophie had extended (Emilia Clarke and Hailee Steinfeld), there were now invites being extended more frequently. Emilia Clarke inv...
Henry Schweizer III walked along Division Avenue with intention. His thick soled black wing-tips struck the hard pavement with resounding clicks as he descended the valley between downtown's canyon-like office buildings. It was a somewhat chilly late afternoon in September, coercing him to close his billowing wool trench coat with his free hand. The other re...
Author's note: This story is very outlandish and is not for everyone. I'd strongly suggest new readers check out "All the Power - A Bit of Background," which contains some important context for what is happening here, as well as explanations for some of the more outlandish/unbelievable aspects of the story. It is very short, so it won't take up much of your...
Anya looked up from the shoulder of the handsome, young-looking man who, when he wasn't a 12 foot giant, was of average height, and saw a great many familiar men watching her being carried away from them. Her eyes met and held Yakov's and her gut twisted painfully up inside. Meeting his gaze was immeasurably difficult. She couldn't even try to catch a glimps...
Anya didn't wake up when the lid was pulled off of the top of the box that she had been returned to earlier in the day. She had been placed inside, atop the flannel shirt that Sergei had been wearing the previous evening when they met. They'd been unwilling to go hunt down the satin pillow that she'd used on her trip to the forest, so they'd improvised a bit...