Author's Note: This story contains light BDSM overtones. Hope you enjoy! ---------- No one ever gets these things right. Yes, Mother Goose—that's me! What threw you off—the garters and stockings and black leather whip? Like I said, no one ever gets these things right. Father Goose says they've twisted all my stories around, and according to the books h...
(All characters participating in sexual activity are age 18 or over.) Princess Freyalise Monica Dargento (known merely as Frey to her classmates and instructors at the Concort Mage's Academy) was bored out of her mind. She had just slogged her way through an early afternoon Alchemy lesson. A lesson that she had found incredibly boring on account of her alre...
The paladin Sharizon grumpily trode past the droll grey domiciles of the mountain city of Ironforge. His hard, weathered face was rigid with a forced, overtaxed patience. His unibrow was furrowed; his lips remained pursed in silent fury. His heavily nicked saronite and titansteel armor clicked and clanked as he made his way towards the armor shop. Sharizon g...
This never would have happened if my upstairs neighbors hadn't practically dared me to drink the beer in the blue cup. See, I was bored to death, and the guys upstairs were having a party—well, it was just them, but they were rowdy and laughing, and like I said, I was completely bored. I had been about to take a shower when their music started, so I was nud...
Author's note: Thanks so much for your feedback and suggestions on my first two stories. I've tried out some of your ideas and will try to write them up soon. I've also been fantasizing - and that's what this story is. It's my first piece of fiction, but I'm thinking of seeing if I can make it real when the weather gets warmer.... Thanks to BeccaHasFun fo...
Arrival Erin didn't know where she was. One moment the world was being violently shaken apart, the next she was falling through absolute whiteness. It didn't feel like she landed on anything, but suddenly she just stopped falling. Her head was swimming and her vision was blurred, as everything was out of focus and she couldn't keep her balance. She wondered...
The Curse of The Ex-Girlfriend Motif: The Cure For Sinning In Threes (a.k.a. He Smiles and Breaks Hearts) It's strange the way you've shaped your hair into a semblance of a mohawk. I might call it a faux hawk, but really it's just a copy cat version of that singer from The Bravery. You look like him. You look like a young Elvis as you strut your stuff arou...
**Author's Note: This is one of the many random sex scenes from my leather notebook of sex scenes. They're mostly for fun. ********** I go to bed after a long stressful week at work. Reading Gena Showalter and J.R. Ward is the only thing on my mind as I put on my comfortable cotton plaid pjs. I am about to settle into another paranormal romance when I hear...
Breastford seemed unusually brisk as Coach Steven Blue stepped out of his car and began making his way into the school. He had been making up excuses for each night he and Nina had had an appointment, but tonight was also the night the school principal - Evelyn Evers - had asked him to meet with her. As a result he had scheduled his counseling session with N...
Again and again Geme cast her line into the Dalaran fountain. She had been doing it for hours, and it wanly occured to her she'd be doing it for hours more. She was past tedium, merely a mild irritation that she still hadn't caught the last coin for her set. Now and then she'd idly gaze up at the clear, frigid sky above Dalaran - its pleasant deep blue hue a...