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1984

by MlledeLaPlumeBleu on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Not exactly what Orwell had in mind, thought Blaise. He thought he'd been forced to read it for a literature class at Swarthmore. He'd suspected the professor was some kind of communist intellectual. He didn't remember much of the book, but unless it had been about swim-up bars and off-pink stucco, it had missed the mark, at least from where he stood, whi...

Beauty's Choice Ch. 06

by Daniellekitten on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

Chapter Six Her name was Elianna Spencer and she was a witch of the Third Kingdom. Her father, Lord Malachi Spencer, had given her to Chancellor Abram Black in marriage. A marriage that would give her father the power and status he craved. He certainly wouldn't care about something as paltry as his daughter's wishes. And her biggest was to not be linked in...

Me and Blaise on a School Bus

by Micheal82 on Sep 14, 2017
First Time

It was another late Saturday night on the bus. I was a senior in high school and I was in marching band (really cool, I know). It was a Saturday in late October, and we were coming back from a contest that had been held two hours away from our school. These bus rides would normally suck, but the past month or two I had been hanging out with this girl, Blai...

Beauty's Choice Ch. 04-05

by Daniellekitten on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Chapter Four Supper that evening was fraught with tension. Blaise stared at the fire, refusing to even glance at Bryce. Every attempt to bring him into the conversation was left cold, his answers short when directly spoken to and were angry and stilted. Ramilla paused at the double doors that opened into the throne room, the only room in the keep that w...

Winter Moon

by maleficentsnow on Jun 19, 2018
NonHuman

Last day of winter gave off the brightest moon. Hanging in the dark sky, round and full shining it's reflection on the ever moving water. The sounds of waves were accompanied by the operatic heavy metal music from the truck radio playing low. Secluded spot on the beach surrounded by the wild forest of palm trees and bushes. Heavy scent of cannabis canopied i...

Running From Wolves Ch. 02

by angelofdest on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

Bolting upright, tears scrolled down Ashlynn's cheeks. The dim morning light filtering in through fogging windows while white powder pressed an inch up the glass, had her clenching her eyelids closed for mercy. Cool sweat drenched her back as she rolled to the edge of her bed and rested her feet against the scratched wood floors. The rent was cheap, but this...

Master Ox

by justincbenedict on Jul 30, 2019
BDSM

"See?" Ox said to Cadence, who giggled in spite of herself. "What's a guy to do with a pair of tiny tits like that?" Ox gestured derisively at Blaise, who knelt naked in front of her fully clothed husband and her equally dressed staff assistant. What was Cadence thinking? Blaise had been a mentor to her, and she'd always admired Blaise's drive and her vig...

SemiBroken Eggshells

by TwitchyScene on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

A/N: More Vincent-oriented stuff. Not so kink-filled this time. All human forms. Small bits of boy love fluff here and there. ----- SemiBroken Eggshells Denver, CO: It seems that these young people are still on their hunt for their friend. The head of the group, Nathan Winters, had this to say, "It's apparent that Vince doesn't want us to find him, but we...

James Bond meets Modesty Blaise

by 123z on Jan 15, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Note- I do not own the rights to James Bond 007, nor Modesty Blaise. This is just a fictionalised version of said characters by a fan, for other like minded fans. Takes place in 1966 after Thunderball and just prior to You Only Live Twice. Connery as 007, Monica Vitti as Modesty, not blonde though. xxx England, Spring, 1966. James Bond, agent 007, had h...

Running From Wolves Ch. 05

by angelofdest on Apr 22, 2019
NonHuman

Ashlynn sat with her arms crossed, escorted on either side by unshifted wolves broad enough to be defensive line men. In the back of a town car, they left enough room for a twelve year old, and yet her tiny form sat betwixt the two. Ashlynn was slightly more substantial and squished to hell, while Blaise sat smugly in the front seat, driving down the dirt ro...