There is one more chapter after this one, and Falling Hard will be finished. Thank you for reading. I appreciate votes, comments and feedback. It is motivating to me, and I try to answer any email that has a return address. Thanks again. * * * Virta was on her knees on the floor. Her hands shook as she held the relic over Athan's bare chest. Her mouth was...
-*WARNING! There is vore involved in this piece of literature. Please read at your own caution!* And now, enjoy- * "Lana!" A masculine voice called out in the worn down, aging control center belonging to a middle aged, gray bearded and balding man with a more presentable attire of old war veteran. Various rusting medals of wars long past rested on his ches...
He'd just packed his bags and was headed for the door. Every last bit of her soul cried out for him to stay but she said nothing. It was always like the little imp to keep her mouth shut when she should speak and had it rambling when she should be silent. His steps took him ever closer to his final exit and she just couldn't take it. A strained whimper tur...
It was a place that stirred sigh inducing nostalgia. Kale was thoroughly surprised to even see it again. He hadn't been there in so long, not even in his dreams. *This is a dream*, he thought to himself, but the thought didn't ebb his joy with his return in the least. He gazed around the secluded clearing, a satisfied smile painting his lips. It was large e...
Part2: Hillary’s After School Job Three weekday evenings a week and every other weekend Hillary worked at a clothing store called Ups and Downs. Hillary absolutely hated to work, but because her mother refused to give her money to buy the things she needed to make her Renaissance Faire costume and other things she liked to make, she had to work. The job of...
"Every class, she just sits there-looking as if she's doing me a favor by being here." Truth is she was doing him a big favor. He loved to watch her saunter into class, never on time but always at the right moment. Not only did she walk in late to every class, she relished the attention it gave her. She never sat in the back so as to blend in with the fol...
He wasn't the kind of boy you'd call "nerdy" from the get-go, or the kind you would imagine to be obsessive with pocket-protectors; and other such cliché sorts of definitions of what a "geek" should be. Though, by no means was Avery Wolfram a normal teenage boy. I first met Avery in my AP precalculus class my senior year quite by accident. But before I get...
It happened. Nobody knows about it, but it did happen. I didn't ask for it to happen. I didn't expect it to happen. I didn't even necessarily want it to happen, but it did happen. No, I didn't fight particularly hard to prevent it from happening. It's just that I didn't want to create a scene, and I was afraid if I tried too hard to stop it, it may cause eve...
The misbehaving young woman is real but the story is purely fiction. Enjoy the story and pass along your comments, there may be more of her since she loves to read about herself in such naughty situations. Thanks! KBN It was her last class of the day and she was glad to be going home soon, it had been hot in the school all day and she wanted a nice cool bat...
i couldn't believe how strong those memories were but i knew that it was something that i needed to pay attention to. Lord Ulrich was just a man and certainly not one i should put up on the pedestal of being a Master. He was the one that turned me into a slave but He didn't have a clue as to how to treat one. i had not been born a slave but for the last fiv...