This past summer, my boyfriend and I spent a few days in Southern Italy. We were in a café near Pompeii when I noticed this creepy guy staring at us for an uncomfortably long time. My boyfriend happens to be black. I am a fair-skinned blonde. I finally decided to go over and ask him if he had a problem with a white girl being in a relationship with a black g...
© Antidarius ------------------------ A PALADIN'S JOURNEY CHAPTER 15: Ripples of the Vala ------------------------ Smythe sighed luxuriously as he stepped into steamy water of the Chapel's main bath. The fires were roaring at each end of the chamber, keeping out the evening chill. He waded to the middle of the bath - where it was deepest - and just...
Smythe strode back and forth along the short row of villagers, eyeing them critically. They stood in a crooked line across the Chapel's training yard, spears and pikes dug up from Elaina's basement held haphazardly before them in uncertain hands. A few held lances retrieved from the bodies of Heralds that no longer required them. The steel tips of the lances...
*Anyone can be who they want to be; the challenge is being who you need to be* (Frontma delivered on several chapters this time so I can get them out to you soon. I thank her for spending all this time with me on this project) (Surprisingly there is no actual sex in this chapter, though things get close on more than one occasion) (Yes, this tale is suppos...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Becky Lynch or Alexa Bliss or Bayley or Emma or Paige or Sasha Banks or any other former or current WWE diva. ***** "Listen up bitches!" Sasha Banks announced as she walked into the main women's locker room like she owned the place, because now she did, "From now on, all of your asses belong to me...
I want to start off with thanking you for your patience. I hope it is well rewarded. No matter what we do, sometimes life gets in the way of our hobbies. As always I do hope you enjoy reading it as much as I had writing it. I've had a long standing love of Irish lasses. Their eyes, complexion, smiles have always warmed my heart, and a few have broken it....
Vivian's POV Twenty-one years old and where did I end up? Vivian Addams was a damned rookie journalist. I was still a damned rookie after one year of my service in that pit of a paper, if you want to call it a paper. I was brought onto the tabloid newspaper called Moonlight News as an intern, that was a year prior. I got fed up with doing the damned typ...
I began my life outside Edinburgh, in a small town, 'wee' as they would say locally. My parents were kind, loving. I was a surprise to them, my twin siblings born eight years earlier. They must have been impressed with me as three years later, my younger sister was born. I grew up shy, reserved. I wasn't girly by any means, a tomboy, I felt more secure dres...
**Warning** This fantasy story series contains or will contain elements of Male Chastity, Orgasm Denial, Female Domination, Cuckolding, Interracial Sex, Bi-sexual Innuendo and Tendencies, Teasing, and BDSM Activities. If any of these topics are offensive you to, I recommend not reading. * A few nights ago, I had experienced a handful of things for the firs...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....