Nero let his eyes glide across the strippers, his beer slowly sweating in the warmth of the seedy bar. The extra creds in his pocket felt heavy... an illusion but one he was comfortable with. He was out for an afternoon's delight with a stripper. Now came the difficult selection process. This was his favorite bar. The Casbah. As sleazy strip clubs went, it...
"She's going to get bred," Nola winces as the rookie is pinned in the corner. She gets too worked up watching these things. I'm too jaded to care anymore. "Who doesn't in their first fight?" I shook my head. The girl would learn eventually. We all do. Lucien, a burly Pit Bull beastman, was fucking her hard. He'd already cum in her twice, once more and he w...
Note to readers: This is a work of historical fiction. It contains what some may consider intense, violent or otherwise taboo subject matter. It is not an attempt to be historically accurate, nor to portray any specific culture or person from the past; but perhaps readers may find some scenes both familiar and enjoyable all the same. As always, thank you for...
'Gary?' said Dolores as she walked up to his desk. He looked up from his monitors. 'Yes?' 'A lady is here to see you.' 'What lady?' he asked, wondering if he had forgotten an appointment with a client. 'What lady, he asks.' Dolores said. 'You womanizer.' His eyes grew big. 'Wha!? What did I do!?' Dolores chuckled and moved aside so he could see Maddy s...
Lanzar was lost. All he had wanted was some more firewood to light his camp site. In his absent mindedness, Lanzar had wandered off into the dark woods with nothing but his Zippo lighter. No knife, no cellphone, nothing that could provide any real use. He was alone in the dark underneath the all-encompassing canopy of the woods, the only illumination the fl...
Author's note: This story was written for the summer lovin' 2010 story contest, so please don't forget to vote after you have read it. This is the tale of a man's journey not only to his physical home, but also to discovering that home, most of all, resides in the heart. I sincerely hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Sirreadsalot10 ++++...
~~Eric~~ Clara transformed into a human as she forced herself to stand. With a snarl, she shook off the injuries, and wiped her lip. It was that easy? She was hit hard, hard enough to go flying, hard enough to have bones broken. But, she was Uratha, and that meant... fuck, he didn't know what it meant. Strong, tough? Healing through anything? He didn't kno...
Aaron grabbed Rosa by the arm and spun her around the room when she thought she was going to walk out of that door and leave him trapped inside of her house again. Her Louis Vuitton hand bag and carry on case fell helplessly to the bedroom floor. He threw her down on the bed and pounced on top of her before she even had a chance to breath. Rosa was five-foot...
When I gathered my senses to me, I knew I was back in the museum and I had to return as quickly as I could. Each second was an hour. Each moment was a lifetime. I stared at the stone as I touched it, chanting the words, but nothing happened. No spark. No lights. Nothing. "Oh Vytex..." I breathed, frantically thumbing through the tome for maybe a diffe...
There is a legend in Northern Michigan about a clan of the Dog-Man that has been around since the late 1700s. Many people have claimed to have seen it, from woodsman to elderly women to teenagers who party in some of the forests around here. No one has attempted to explain where or how this creature originated, until now. Before white people ever stepped f...