Many thanks to Todger65 for editing and Nthusiastic for beta reading and making suggestions! ***** Mes was flushed as she carried in a pitcher of steaming water looking for a place to put it. Isonei tilted her head as the woman set it next to the bed and darted for the door. She returned with another pitcher and Krouth carried the large basin with the cl...
As I grew up on the High Plains Desert Northeast of Denver, on the Nebraska/Colorado border we didn't have too much violent weather. There were times, of course, when my folks would send us to the basement when a threatening green and black cloud would come up out of the Southwest and we'd all fear for our lives, but it just wasn't that often. Every year or...
4pm, on Friday, and I have my little tapestry valise packed and ready. I shut off my computer and put on my coat. It’s the coat I bought in the women’s section of the Gap. The way it fits, a little too snugly and not quite big enough, it seems very obvious to me. I slip on my soft knit gloves, which hide the pink polish I’ve applied to my nails. I did them a...
~~Beatrice~~ This was going to be interesting. And dangerous. And scary. And exciting. Jacob guided them back down into the chamber beneath Three Kings Cemetery. Guess he didn't care if Julias found out where this ritual chamber was. The dragons knew, so, it couldn't have been his most secret, most important, most diabolical location. And considering the a...
Game Of Life By Denham Forrest Copyright© 2008 by Denham Forrest, The Wanderer This story started out life sometime ago as one of The Wanderer's short Nemesis tales; but as he wrote, he claims that the tale took on a life of its own. Thanks go to a reader and friend from down in the antipodes somewhere, for the basic plot device that was used in the earl...
*********************************************** Chapter 1 *********************************************** It was just supposed to be a trip. A trip of self-healing. For discovering one's worth and meaning in life after a traumatic breakup. Pray Eat Love sort of thing. Carly's travel companion Veronica had come up with the brilliant idea of going to Euro...
Note: Sequel to The Gift, beginning six months after the story ends. Please read that series first for more details about the characters *** Chapter 1 It was the first day of summer. Officially of course, because it still seemed like the mid of spring outside— overcast, windy and cold. The sky was awash with various shades of grey, making the early mor...
Nancy always knew there was something strange about the old house next door. The bent old woman who lived there was extremely secretive, and she often brought unusual things into the house, sometimes in the dark of night. Chains, clamps, even a whip were among the objects she saw carried in. Then there were the moans and groans coming from the basement. The...
Abby and Jess had been friends for what seemed like forever. They told each other everything-things they'd never tell anybody else. They were the picture perfect example of best friends. Well, almost everything. There was one thing Abby never discussed with Jess, and that was the encounter she'd had with Jess's father. It was only a few weeks back--Abby was...
I hope the title doesn't throw you off too much. But that's what I am, a reluctant cuckold. I didn't cherish that shit. I didn't want to see my wife of 18 years fuck 23 men. I'd read about those type men on the Internet message boards. Found out there was a whole subculture of them, too. Fuck that. Spineless fucking twerps, that's what they are. I didn't...