Nadia Méchant Lily and Pad Nicolette Belladonna Wolvina Hrothgar Primrose The market of Honeyvale was crowded as always, bustling with fat merchants, happy shoppers, and amorous locals engaging in their daily flirtations. For a relatively small city Honeyvale has a prosperous economy, generated by its famously unique honey that was both delicious and rever...
I'd like to thank Wolf Vixen for all her help in catching my errors and helping me improve the quality of my stories. So sit back with the beverage of your choice and see what unfolds when his bride blind sides him. * * * * * They say, there is a fine line between our two strongest emotions, love and hate. On one end of the spectrum, you have a love so s...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Thanks to Chopperfan327 for the edit and the regular and updated bullpen for keeping me on track. The words 'I love you' inspires joy, relief and terror. ***** I missed my entry to the infirmary. I was returned to clarity by the two female attendants. The younger went straig...
Chapter 4 - New Digs in Kingham Adrian arrived from London in ninety minutes or so. He had to use an umbrella walking from the station platform a short distance to the Inn. He smiled with the lingering warmth of the sunny weekend with his lover, Nicole. The Inn, like many in small towns, was a highway stop for stages before railroads came. Unlike others, t...
A story of a man's descent into alcoholism and it's consequences * Chapter 1 -- Beginnings My name is Adam Biggs and I am an alcoholic! I'm in remission not recovering, one never recovers from this addiction. It's taken me a long time to come to terms with this illness, and make no mistake, it is an illness. It cost me my job, my marriage and my children...
Loosely based on "The Memoirs of Fanny Hill by John Cleland" 1. Autumn Hertfordshire, North of London, 1833. The stagecoach rattled noisily over rough bridleways and through shady country lanes, cutting through the early morning mist. Jenny could hear the horse's leather harnesses jingling and their hooves thudding noisily against dry, compacted earth bak...
"Mom, where are my shoes?" "Mom, I can't find my coat." "Mooooom!!! Cwooee hit me!" "Chloe Diane! Be nice to your sister!" "But she took my dolly." "So you come tell me, you do not hit your sister." Her brown eyes narrowed as she looked from one girl to the other. "Tell her you're sorry." The girls turned to face each other, identical in almost every w...
Chapter 30 It took Alex over an hour just to get Livy off the cold tile of the bathroom. The crying didn't stop but she was able to guide her to guest bedroom and into bed. She tucked her in and kissed her like she was a small child. Alex got in on the other side and gently stroked the side of her sister's face. The woman was an absolute mess. Her eyes w...
Warning; this story has incest content. "I would weave strong magic for protection, Deep magic to bind and chasten." (Chant to Feyja) A hand touched his arm and a voice said, "Hello Richard." He turned to see an exceedingly striking woman wearing, in marked contrast to the somber attire of those around them, a silver coloured dress that stretched from...
The van stopped and the boys jumped out glad to be out of the confines of the van and away from Cecil. I could see Cecil still looking around and trying to figure out just how much money the house and property was worth. Dee got out, stretched and walked toward me, her mouth dropping when she saw my big belly. While she walked toward me the two older boys we...