*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned; there are numerous mistakes. Expect to find many of them. Chapter 1—because it feels good. Kaileen Withers knelt on the man's bed; shoulders pre...
Thanks once again to Annanova, not only for editing this latest chapter, but for giving me some much appreciated perspective on one of the story threads. I'm so grateful for your words of wisdom! © 2012, All rights reserved -- mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~ It was like I'd gone back into time somehow. I wondered if I'd stumbled unwittingly into a time machine or f...
Author's Note: This story involves characters first written about in the short story, "Saved by my Human Mate." You may want to read that first; this story starts about ten years later. -Partwolf ***** The wolf pups tore through the open plan kitchen, the brown and white male chasing the black female as they yipped at each other. The black one took the tu...
Author's Note: First of all, I want to thank all of you who commented on the previous chapters. I'm so glad that people are enjoying this story. One thing I would like to address that's been mentioned a couple of times now, is that there is a certain level of discomfort with Aiden referring to Mary as 'child'. Part of it is his age in comparison to hers (...
"You did what?" Sharon's voice was just a little too loud and several people turned to glance at her. Larry and I looked up from our end of the table and even their girls looked over from where they stood at the salad bar at the sound of their mother's voice. It had been four weeks since we were out to dinner with Larry and Sharon and Katie had done her "J...
The first chapter of this has caused some confusion due to the way that the story twists. This is the huntress' tale. It might answer some questions and then, it might cause more. Don't give up, we're getting to where this all weaves together. ------------ Helen looked up, admiring his powerful body again. She reached and ran her fingers through the straig...
This story is, in a sense, a continuation of my "The Performance" series. I have retained the same characters. However, I felt that the onstage theme needed a rest. I think that this story can stand on its own, but you are welcome to read "The Performance" stories for background. This story draws on some real experiences but is a work of fiction. Any resem...
Thanks again to WorldHistoryBuff for her editorial skills and patience in working through my writing. * Emma woke hours later stretching in the luxury of the dark silk sheets. A bedside lamp softly illuminated the room in a way that would be romantic for two people but eerie for one. The corners of the room remained in darkness while the bed was bathed in...
Her head was still heavy from last night's wine, making it hard to open her eyes. She heard the steady thud of her pillow's heartbeat; she heard the comforting sigh of Janabelle trying to pull herself out of sleep. Alexa turned her head to see her eyes fluttering open. Each one laying their head on the opposite ends of Gauge's stomach. Each comparing their p...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an Editor and no, I do not want an Editor. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it's in the wrong category, yes this is stupid shit and yes, I su...