My career as a thief was short, but not without reward. I was in my first year at university when I took it up. I had realised too late that I did care about my grades, did well in my exams and ended up at a good university in a small pleasant city that I knew was a bit beneath me. So by the time summer came around, I was a tall, cocky get with a cynical...
For the next two days, I spent much of my time getting acclimated with the Minty Urbach PSG-1 sniper rifle I'd be using during the assault. Sighting through the Leupold Mark 4 scope, I couldn't miss targets a half mile away. Of course, the targets weren't moving around or shooting back. At Tampico, all hell would break loose as soon as I fired the first shot...
Dezicra groaned as she stumbled through the Westmeyer woods. Pushing aside brambles and branches, she made her way to a sacred and secret place deep within. Her body felt weak, and her bruises and cuts weighed heavily on her posture. The battle had been fierce, and many orcs of her tribe had fallen to the human skirmishers they'd met, but when the last blow...
This story, unlike so many others, starts at the death. It is certainly an unconventional way to start a story but not unheard of. The end of her life was unquestionably the beginning of the most interesting chapter. And it was a lovely death. One could not ask for more. Surrounded by her friends as the life fades from her body. ***** Death certainly wa...
***writer's note: I have skipped a chapter. Diamond's story now resumes as the birthday party of Candi Hart is in full swing*** *** Lots of things appeared to happen simultaneously, although in fact they happened in a sequence, even though they were contained within what were only the first few seconds of Candi's eighteenth birthday. The LED display abov...
You keep asking for them and I keep writing them. For those first time readers of this story, please go back to chapter 1, buckle your seatbelt and enjoy the ride. The love and support for this story has been absolutely amazing. Thank you everyone for all the votes, favorites, and follows. Part of me wants to see one of these chapters hit Hall of Fame ratin...
I am using 'Coercive' in the title as a noun which apparently makes no sense, but it works for me. Story is set around 1875, with some literary license. A midget from an isolated village, where she'd suffered relentless teasing, is hired as a servant. She is coerced into lesbian sex by a loving black maid and her cane wielding midget madam (good cop bad cop...
Daisy opened her eyes at the sound of her land lord's footsteps and raised her sunglasses up over her fore head. "Hey Mr. Higgins what's shakin," She said. The fifty-six year old halted a few feet away from her lounge chair and smiled politely. "Hello Daisy," He said. "I've got to talk to you about something." Daisy took a breath and exhaled. Mr. Higgins...
My astral form drifted through the meatpacking plant, Ember close at my heels and Paw trailing behind him. As we left the holding pens and entered the actual meatpacking section, I wrinkled my nose. "So much death." Ember nodded. "The aura is quite disgusting. Let's find the hellcows and get out." Three had been in the holding pens, surrounded by the rem...
Dezicra groaned as she made her way through the Westmeyer woods. Pushing aside brambles and branches, she made her way to a sacred and secret place deep within. Her body felt weak, and her bruises and cuts weighed heavily on her posture. The battle had been fierce, and many orcs of her tribe had fallen to the human skirmishers they'd met, but when the last b...