Hello, folks! My apologies for the long, long, long delay in posting. I had some life stuff happen, but I am now back with more story. My goal is to submit a chapter each month, though there may be occasional (hopefully shorter) delays, especially in the beginning when I am still getting used to my characters and internalizing their quirks, speech patterns,...
Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, punctuation, and also includes rewrites and expanded scenes where necessary. Please see my bio for more information. CHAPTER 1: SIEGE OF JARILO The admirals sat around a circular table in the confer...
"Yes," I replied. "What's his name?" "Antares." "That's the name of a star, isn't it?" "A giant, red star in the constellation of Scorpio," she said. "You should know. It's your sign!" I hated it when Angelique got the upper hand with me, but I ignored her outburst. "Are you going to ride him?" "Right now. Want to watch me?" "Sure." Angelique placed...
Copyright 2007 by Otto26 * My problem, as I see it, is that I'm the wrong sort of asshole. I don't enjoy beating women, I just annoy them. If you beat them, then you're passionate, misunderstood, even masterful. If you annoy them... you're just a jerk. I dwell on this, but you could probably care less. If you're like most Americans you're simply going to l...
As long as she was able to remember half-elf priestess Lillian had dedicated her life to the gods. She was an orphan and raised by the Church but ever since she turned eighteen she had been locked in an endless internal struggle. Filthy degenerate thoughts kept invading her mind for years and there have been a few times she almost touched herself in an impro...
***Looks like there'll be a chapter 7 to this, since after I added the character, it went a little all over the map. I just need to paste her into what I wrote for the ending. I didn't intend it, but when I was looking for a name, I wanted to stay middle of the road, but what came to me after I defined her personality in my head was Mischka (MEESHKA) - and...
Bella stood with her spear poised and ready. The cruel bronze tip gleamed half a metre in front of her eyes; the smooth wooden shaft felt perfectly balanced in her hand. Arrek had taught her how to handle a spear. The memory of his lessons slipped vividly into her mind, almost as clearly as though he were once again standing just behind her. She could imagi...
Philip Santos was on a bus, on his way to Toronto, to go househunting before his final move there in the fall. He had made arrangements with his friend Steven to stay on his couch for a few nights, and during the days he'd look at apartments. It was a good plan, but when he texted Steven to ask when and where he wanted to meet, there was no reply. When the...
"So, this is what I really look like?" Jade marvelled, turning one way and then the other as she looked at herself in the four mirrors. John watched her from one side of the walk-in wardrobe, and smiled as he replied, "Still just as beautiful as ever, little catgirl." She turned to grin at him, her cute nose wrinkling as she did so, and revealing her poi...
*Note to readers: This story involves the fetish of smoking. If that offends you, please move on but don't bother telling me how you feel about it. Smoking is legal and people who smoke do so by choice. As I've said elsewhere, from the moment it begins, life comes with a death sentence. How we live in between is a matter of free choice. Many of us find the s...