Copyright PennameWombat May 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual eve...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...
Disclaimer: This story contains one NSFW illustration. It's the very first thing you'll see if you scroll down. Ignoring this disclaimer may lead to promotions. "It is better to be feared than loved, if you cannot be both."-Niccolo Machiavelli Thinking was like swimming through drying concrete. The effort it took Andraste to focus was herculean. She...
Author's Note This story, like all of my other stories is character and story focused. There is sex in the story, but it is not the focus. If you're looking for a quick wank or bean flicking session, then this story isn't for you. This individual story is part of a much larger universe that will be built up over time, so if you're interested, make sure you'...
Chapter 1: Crossing Rivers Damn, the word 'Eviction' looks even scarier when it's in all caps, Jordan thought, nudging the white page which was decorated from top to bottom with various numbers; none of them were in his favor. Jordan's wooden chair creaked as he turned to the kitchen window behind him, above the sink. The curtains danced in the spring bre...
The woman in this story associates colors with sounds and with forces of nature, even sex. This is a story of her quest to capture those colors in her abstract paintings, and of her love life with a French wine merchant and art collector, Andre, and a French-American fashion model and artist, Claudine. Chapter 1. Synesthesia; Andre The sound of the fog...
Chapter 1: How It All Began Everything is quiet in the quiet town of Mulberry, Nebraska. But something happened, something bad, very bad. On this very night, the town will suffer terribly as well as the people in it. The people will not be normal people, the town will not be a normal town. While the people die along with the town, Mulberry will be destro...
Hey everyone, As I said in my profile. I'll be posting all of my novels online because of these uncertain times. Afterall, a good book can take away a few hours of stress. So, I guess this is my contribution to helping you make it through the day. If you would like to support me the best thing you can do is STAY INSIDE. Seriously. Nothing would make me h...
Hi Folks, First off a warning. This is a very long story so those of you with short attention spans might want to pass this one by. I haven't done a long one in a while and this one felt good. Those of you who don't really like long stories should realize that you read them all the time. Any time you read one of those three part stories that have five pages...
Chapter 1 - Prelude To Disaster "Hey, look over there." A young woman whispers to her sisters as the three of them kneel behind a dense bush. "Ha, we're in luck, this is the biggest boar I've seen in a long time. Rose, give me the bow." Rose, a fair skinned, blonde girl in her mid twenties, hands the weapon to her older sister, Amelia. As she draws an a...