This is my first attempt at a story, so please have patience. I'll get better over time. Feedback is always appreciated. Enjoy! -Sweetintensity Chapter One: Nissa's Murderer Today was an average day as far as they went. I trained for a while in the gym and then was told by one of the apprentices that Tatsuya-sensei wanted to see me before dinner. That w...
Chapter TWO: Annälisa meets Salma ... and the games begin "Okay, baby. See you later. Be careful." Annälisa smiled to herself as Yoko ended their call. Her young Japanese lover always told her to be careful when she had a contract to carry out. Tonight's was the third since they'd met. It looked like being the most straightforward of all three. That mea...
A fire crackled softly in the pit at the center of the thatched roof hut, it's smoke wafting outward through the chimney on the roof. Drinnen sat next to the flames on a large, pillowy cushion. His skin was pink and softened by the vigorous scrubbing he had received in a steaming bath, and his damp salt and pepper hair smelled of sweet, scented oils. He wore...
Round 1 Ashley Valentine was lying on the bottom bunk of her room and pissed off about it. The fiendish blood within her boiled at the thought of being cooped up in a small ship while it sailed between terra firma and Gallefri, their nearest moon. The mercenary company she was serving with was currently negotiating for more members with a group of construct...
Raphael Dorval leaned back on his chair inside the Carleton University library, sighing deeply. The last day of July 2012 and he was still a thousand dollars short for the classes he wanted to take come September 2012. He was going to have to hustle in the month of August, for real. Life wasn't easy in the City of Ottawa these days, if it ever was. The big a...
He sat in his rental car, the engine idling. His green eyes focused on the screen of his cell. "It's up to you, baby." He could hear her soft, southern voice as read the text. Turning left would take him back to his life before it was too late. Back to the oranges and browns of the Mojave. Right would take him to the red clay of the Carolinas. The land bla...
Dedicated to all the ladies, married, mature, metaphysical. Your very essence is the source of the river. I caught your eye at the bookstore. Or perhaps you caught mine first, though you'd never admit. I was reading, having a coffee, always available but not really looking. You were in your tight jeans, white blouse, understated but elegant. I noticed your...
Foreword: I wrote some of my past stories by request of my fans. In a way, I could also say that this story was written by request. However, it would probably be more accurate to say that this story was provoked than requested. This story is a sequel to W32.GIBE.B@MM: SEXIST MALE CHAUVINIST. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based,...
Control is picked out of chaos with determination, through struggle and most of all from studious application. Most humans never experience real chaos, the small disturbances in their existence being no more than ripples upon an otherwise mirror like pond. To understand chaos you must feel emptiness, to feel empty you must allow yourself to be nothing. Raion...
Chapter One Princess Perky in Turmoil Tears obscured Nicole's vision as she drove down the single lane highway that Wednesday night. The usually perky and bubbly DJ and Karaoke hostess was uncharacteristically miserable. She had held it together from Sunday until now and once she no longer had to hold things together and be perky and friendly for customers,...