Copyright Andyhm. 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years...
Chapter 1 -- Taken From her golden throne, the Queen Ada of the elves surveyed her domain. To either side of her sat her adopted daughters, Princess Elvira and Princess Adria. As had been their way since their very creation, the elves did not produce offspring of their own. Rather, they took humans from their world and transported them into the different e...
I love writing exercises. Yesterday I posted an anti-loving wives story. Today's is a normal LW tale. I am interested in your reaction to the two. The title is another Hemingway short story. It hints at the outcome - enjoy – DT ***** The Rising Storm There are lots of ways a guy can find out that his wife is cheating. There's the ever popular, "unexpect...
"I now pronounce you husband and wife." At the minister's announcement, the entire garden had erupted in cheers as Elizabeth and Jonathan shared their first kiss as a married couple. It was a long kiss, of course, but I am quite certain no one was surprised. Not Irene, the maid of honour, who stood clutching my hand discreetly by my side (I bore no bitterne...
BOOK III - DANCE FEVER Chapter 1 George slept until noon on Tuesday and woke refreshed and hungry. He was surprised at how well he recovered from the previous night. He certainly was not used to drinking as much as he did at the Holding Tank and the extracurricular activity had been more than he had experienced in quite a while. Lunch at the hotel coffee...
They were someone else's fingers weren't they? They weren't my own, were they? Surely my own touch couldn't be that stimulating, could it? Even half asleep in bed, having beautifully erotic dreams, I couldn't imagine that the light caresses on my breasts were by me? Was I dreaming or was it really happening? As my mind caught up with my body and both emerge...
Hi folks, this story was edited with great skill by Baney-R. Any goof ups probably happened when I went back over it and changed a few things. This is a longer story so those of you who like that sort thing can relax with a beer and enjoy it. Those of you who don't can get off of the bus now. But you don't get to whine about it later because you have been wa...
Thank you all for your patience. I wanted this last chapter to be the best it could be. I hope I pulled it off. Huge thanks again to Devir Ginator for editing and story idea help. It was invaluable! To Jessica : You've made me a better writer and a better person and I thank you for everything. Tyler , keep taking great care of our girl! Many thanks a...
————————Prologue———————— NOW Dan stood and looked up at the clear sky. It was a beautiful day, and he hated it for that. The sky was clear and blue and the grass was the kind of green normally reserved for movie posters. There were birds singing and flowers blossoming and he stood there trying to make it rain with the sheer volume of his hate. But the sky...
Brooklyn I sat at my desk listening to the phone trill in my year. After a moment there was a click and then a rich, cultured voice with just a hint of a British accent spoke. "Roger Bentley." "Mr. Bentley, Brooklyn Lancaster." "Ms. Lancaster. So good to hear from you again." "I need your confirmation to lock in your reservations. I've tentatively reserv...