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Mafia: 3: After Sal Marcano

by Ragnockae136 on Apr 26, 2019
Fan Fiction

--(--(--(Author's Warning: This Story Takes Place After Sal Marcano's ****, and Assumes Lincoln Ruled New Bordeaux With All Three Original Underbosses, But Never Lost Father Jame's Affection Or Friendship. The Districts Assigned To Each Underboss Is Represented By My Own Choices During My Playthrough In-Game)--)--)-- (Paradiso Hotel and Casino, Six Months L...

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Chinaman's Chance

by sourdough999 on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

My name is Jennifer Yang. I was your typical Asian-American princess born and raised in southern California. I was attending UCLA majoring in business, intent on professional success and marrying well. But then I fell in with a bad crowd (according to my parents) and everything changed. They were Hollywood types; stuntmen to be specific. A stuntman stands i...

Queen Eleanor Ch. 02

by Pampinea on Aug 31, 2017
Erotic Couplings

When winter fell into spring in the year 1137, I was in Bordeaux—an unwilling ward of the Archbishop while my father went on pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela. Bordeaux was a thoroughly unimpressive metropolis. My sister Petronilla—two years younger than me at sixteen—and I spent our days in languorous confinement in the Archbishop's chambers, reading, si...

Mafia IV: Return of the Marcano Family

by Ragnockae136 on Apr 29, 2025

(Barclay Mills, New Bordeaux) Tobias sat in His Chair, Sipping A Glass of Triple Malt Whiskey from Scotland and Smoking A Cigar Straight Outta Havana, Cuba. He Had Been Awaiting A Phone Call From A Contact with Information The Rackets in Barclay Mills. A Lot Had Changed Since His Families Heyday, Barclay Mills Still Ran a Gun Smuggling and Arms Dealing Racke...

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Jason's Secrets Exposed Ch. 08

by jlenil on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

The following week, Marilyn and I decided that we would go out for dinner on Saturday night at Samuel's Steak House, the fanciest restaurant in town. We invited Lillie and Anne to join us and Jeff, and they accepted. On Saturday morning, I told Jason to draw my bath and then to pick up my dress at the cleaners while I bathed. I had developed a new habit of s...

Giselle Ch. 03-05

by readyforprimetime on Sep 15, 2017
Romance

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ***** "A true soldier does not fight because he hates what is in front of him, but rather becau...

Internship

by nimt on Jul 12, 2018
Transsexual

An internship was compulsory as you approach the final year of your high school. The school believes in providing students with the opportunity to gain valuable practical experience by learning from the industry of tomorrow directly. You went for several interviews and only successful candidates get notified. In the events that the none of the companies pick...

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The Divorcee and the Law Firm Ch. 02

by SpartanWitherby on Sep 5, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Gloria shifted her weight from foot to foot, and a shiver ran up her body. One more try, she thought, and she'd at least head back to her car. She rang the doorbell. "Coming!" she heard. Finally! A tall brunette man with short, wavy hair answered the door in his pajamas. He looked a bit stunned as he swung it wide. That wasn't surprising. Gloria was dresse...

Mastress

by MadQuill on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. I hope the history of Mastress allows the reader to better understand the story "A Visit to the North" by MadQuill Mastress by MadQuill 'Mastress' wasn't born but rather I evolved as my character was enhanced by Life experiences and consequences. I came to enjoy the love of women,...

White Hotel Bathrobe, Unbelted

by vie_secrete on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The conference had already lasted for hours, and I had long since lost my interest, not least because papers became increasingly sloppy theoretically or unrevealing empirically. A telephone call provided the excuse to leave the conference hall and, while talking on the cell phone to my colleagues at headquarters, I was wandering aimlessly the hotel's corrido...