Valdark sat imperiously behind the throne, appearing to watch the final death throes of Chanceleord and the other man who died with him. More interesting to him now were the reactions and feelings of the audience in this public amphitheatre of the Council Hall. The terror of the other captives who were forced to watch, who perceived now that there would be a...
Author's note: All good things must end. And thus, we come to the end of Book One. The stage is now set for an epic conflict. Some (but not all) of the major characters have been introduced. Watch for Book Two: Rebellion where we will kick things into high gear! My sincere thanks to everyone who took the time to read my story and especially for all the won...
Aribor made his way through picturesque streets, which were becoming less than picturesque by the hour. Black smoke and grey wafted from homes and warehouses below. The sounds of screaming carried on the breeze as some of the occupants were denied exit by armed barbarians. These were Grumandrians in the places he passed. They were dark clad, in blacks and br...
"It's pissing down Beauty you don't really want to go for a walk?" Accompanied with a soft whine and a wagging tail, pleading black eyes stared back at Astor and said, 'please please, yes yes.' How could she refuse? Besides, the wind had been howling mercilessly at the French windows in the library, and even through the thick green velvet curtains the clatt...
The fourth story in this series was about 'how it all began" with my life as a professional dominator of couples. But there was an incident, before it all began, that would presage the path that my life would take. At that time I had no idea. I had just turned 18—there was nothing planned or professional about it. But it opened me. I had left home at 17 wi...
Legs of beauty could not hide the fact that the "Corriledge" began in the first reign of planetary disturbance. Truly, this is a strange sentence to start with, but so be it. It is the result of a drifting mind in the early hours before dawn. With the first new word "Corriledge" a whole new dictionary begins from words that spring out of the nothingness. Bu...
I felt that I was floating on an idea of being nourished by woman's breasts. Everywhere I looked, I could see them. This was my first day back to the beach after a long winter and chilly spring. Now that the weather had become warmer, I drove down to the ocean to see the beauty of humanity. Being cooped-up in the offices of my high-rise career only gave to m...
Chapter Four Supper that evening was fraught with tension. Blaise stared at the fire, refusing to even glance at Bryce. Every attempt to bring him into the conversation was left cold, his answers short when directly spoken to and were angry and stilted. Ramilla paused at the double doors that opened into the throne room, the only room in the keep that w...
I sat on the front porch of my modest, two-bedroom home at 5937 Wilmington Drive, enjoying a glass of delicious ice cold lemonade, as I watched the neighbor girl across the street getting out of her car. She was twenty-three, had shoulder length, auburn brown hair, a nice slim waist, and long, lovely legs. Though I was not certain of her name, I had reason t...
All feedback welcome. Thanks! Astor woke with a start. She looked at the clock; it was 10:37 am. 'Why is it so late?' She thought, and then she became aware of the body juxtaposed to hers and a contented smile crossed her face as she recalled why. Unused to this sort of sleepover Astor was at loss as to the proper conventions of the morning call; should...