**I'm giving something a try, readers. I can tell you that I'm a woman, but I wanted to try my hand at writing a story from the man's point of view. I always welcome feedback and comments. Men, please let me know how I did on this one from a man's point of view** * For those of you who are in the emergency services, you'll have to excuse my wife. She's not...
A Journal By Faith Lehane. Disclaimer: I own neither BtVS/AtS nor Rizzoli Isles, they belong to their own respective copyright owners, and willingly forego any financial remuneration for this work of literary fiction; I will not accept a single red cent for this, or more- I will accept only praise, not any financial payment at all! Summary: Faith writes in...
With a sigh and a slight groan, he began. "We have precious little time, but I shall try and explain what I can." "As you discovered in the library of books deep below us, long ago we imprisoned a dragon in its hold 'neath the castle." "We?" thought the princess, but said nothing as he continued. "That should have been the end of it, the beast would have...
The present hour. Ephezia Luxury Park, District 6. The vulk collapses on its side, revealing Sun, who departs the flames with a blanketed girl. Stepping over the beast's corpse, he brings the child to Mortimer. "How? How is it even possible?" the count mistrusts the situation's totality even as he takes the girl into his arms. He stares as her mannequin fa...
You are standing at the edge of a cliff, looking out over the world. From here you can see every fault, every sin, every transgression. It is like a voice in your ears, whispering, drawing your attention to every miniscule detail, ever imperfection. As you stand, listening, your attention is drawn to a run down apartment somewhere in the middle of phoenix...
Fingers furtively flexing beneath the desk, fondling my vag while my man lays in bed sleeping. The thrill of doing something naughty so close to him, without him knowing, intensifies my lust. It takes a concentrated effort to hold back the moans and sighs I desperately long to release, to keep my hand from diving deeper into my nethers. The lust is driving m...
Chapter 4: Lawrence It was a cloudy autumn afternoon when they set out. Lawrence was still brooding after his capture by the slavers. How had they managed to bring him down? He knew they had suppressed his Shaping somehow, but how? And why didn't it work on the boy? It was a close call, he knew that much. He didn't want to, but now he had to study the s...
Patiently Imam Ahmed Al-Sharif did his evening prayers inside the Mosque in southern Ottawa, Ontario. The older Black man knelt on the carpet and said a prayer to Allah. Beside him, several men and a couple of women prayed. This was a sight which would have shocked many in the Muslim world because men and women weren't supposed to pray in the same area accor...
Jay slumped into the vacuum of his bed the minute he was through the door. His substantial, dimly-lit bedroom was in this moment gently buzzing with the latest trending music. No one heard the audibly drawn sigh that issued from him as he relived the day's events; what had his life come to? Repetitive technical work, ineffective leadership, emotionally unint...
In the pitch black darkness, only her eyes glowed, as if floating in the night. Her body shifted against the dark stallion, hooves beating against the soggy ground, still wet from the rains that had plagued her day. Kethry wrapped her cloak tightly against her body, her limbs aching from hours of riding, her stomach clenching painfully from lack of nourishme...