Hi readers! I'll start this chapter with a quick update: Aran, Sara and Sorla have spent many weeks in hiding in the Hidden Temple beneath Maralon. The Heralds of Dawn have not withdrawn their search for Sara and Sorla, who killed three of their men. The Heralds have continued to scour the city day and night, making it nigh impossible for Aran to venture i...
Chapter Twenty-Five: Deals and Dragons That became the new pattern for us for a couple of days. Walk until almost supper, spar with Aedan -- badly -- and then work on meditation with Alistair. I'd gotten to the point where, when necessary, I could ignore the movements, shouts, pokes, and tickles of those around me, and maintain my focus regardless. One even...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** TITUS The sinking sun cast the sky in crimson, illuminating the thick fog of the marshlands in ethereal red, the helms of the Highland army barely glinting through the haze. I watched it through the silk fabric of my mask, the rest of my body submerged in a murky pool. Topographi...
This story part of the Grinch doesn't have the sex in it like before only hints of it. I hope this story clears up some things for some, that comes later in the story. All mistakes, grammar and editing, errors are mine and mine alone, sorry that you will have to deal with it. I don't have anyone to edit or proof read other than myself. I hope you enjoy the s...
19.1: Moonsong ----------------- Erik rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands and sighed, his breath ruffling at some of the papers on his desk. Neat writing covered the pages, all concerning the now-bustling village of Suravale, nestled in amongst the ruins of the once-great city of the same name. He went over them again, the grainy feeling in his e...
Mmm. Warm apple pie. Warm apple pie with just a hint of vanilla, sort of like pie a la mode. At perhaps the most magical moment of my life, that amazing smell was giving my senses —primarily my sense of touch — a good run for its money. I was balls deep in Angela Talarico — the first time for both us — and while it wasn't the smoothest or the best either o...
-This story is an erotic parody with exaggerated versions of people or characters that may or not exist and is strictly fictional and not based on any real events. Everyone in the story is an adult over the age of consent.- -It's been a long time since I wrote the first 2 chapters and Wrestling is ever-changing. For the sake of simplicity we're going to rem...
This is the third Convertible story. The first two, "The Convertible" and its sequel "The Convertible -- Another Road" are closely connected and should be read together, but from this story onward the Convertible stories will all be standalones, the charmed 1955 TR2 being the sole thread tying them together. Sometimes when writing a story, help comes from u...
One: Back to the Fortune Hunter “Black Jack” Hutton and the raiding party from the pirate vessel Fortune Hunter made their way through the tropical forest as they headed for the beach. Therese du Maurier, the Duchess de Montfort, was being carried over the shoulder of the First Mate, Pete. She had stopped struggling early in the journey; a few good smacks o...
(Author's notes: This is a work of fiction. In this fantasy, nobody is worried about STDs. In real life, all non-monogamous sex should be practiced using accepted safe-sex precautions. This story revisits the characters of earlier stories, Beach Vacay and Beach Bikini Shop. This story stands alone; you don't have to read either of those stories to follow th...