This rather long tale is a mingling of two essentially true stories with a large dollop of imagination thrown in on top. Despite this there are many who will not care for the content due to the definite cuckoldry theme, some gay male sexual activity (mainly oral) and a very unpleasant dominant male. However, those who persevere might find redeeming features...
X-MEN: THE THING THAT CAME ON X-MAS EVE Loosely based upon the classic comic book story by Chris Claremont, John Byrne and Terry Austin, as published in Uncanny X-Men #143. Told now without any damn censoring. ***** CHAPTER 1: SILENT NIGHT, UNHOLY NIGHT It rained indoors. Closing her eyes, the tall young woman threw her head back and opened her arms in...
Copyright 2017 Alana Church == || < > || == ~~ All characters in this book are over 18. ~~ == || < > || == Prologue September, 1916 "Hazel Martin! Come down here and help me make dinner for your father and brother and the farmhands!" "I can't, Mama," Hazel shouted cheerfully down the stairwell. "Someone is on the way up to the house. I hav...
Location: Ramez, Duchy of Atansha, Kingdom of Tildor Date: Feb 2048 Note: For those interested, this story takes place the morning after "Down on the Mat." =============== Charlotte Ann Starshine Moramorian, Lord Marshal of Ramez, was naked and astride her husband. Royce Moramorian, Duke of Atansha, was tall, dark-brown haired with dark brown eyes, very...
"THE DEVONSHIRE EPICUREAN SOCIETY": A newly-discovered "Sherlock Holmes" Adventure from the Memoirs of the late John H. Watson, M.D. Copyright 2004 by SEXY_GOURMET, All Rights Reserved, No Copies, Reprints, or Quotes Without Express Written Consent of Author. FORWARD/PROLOGUE: WATSON: Throughout the years, no doubt many readers of these chronicles of my...
Note from the actual author: This is a fantasy story I wrote sometime ago. Apologies to the various fantasy authors I was inspired by/shamelessly cribbed from. Any similarities to any actual people living or dead is unintentional, which should probably be assumed being as it's fantasy. The Calandrian Chronicles: Eloise's Journey From the pen of Tatiana Eve...
Copyright 2016 "Oh, my, my. Mr. McCoy, she's back again." "Huh, what's that Louella? Who's back? What are you going on about?" "It's poor Miss Johnson. She's walking back and forth in front of the bus station and she's carrying that suitcase again. Oh dear me, the poor thing." Mr. McCoy put down the merchandise he was marking with the price gun then walk...
Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and are 18 years or older; any likeness to any living person is purely coincid...
"No. No fucking way, Todd." The prissy head of the English department, Todd Fogarty, leaned back and folded his fingers together. His bald head and leathery neck gave him the appearance of a turtle, Tara thought. "We're all having to make sacrifices, Tara. These students don't have anywhere else to go." She fought the urge to lean over his desk. That woul...
"We must challenge the long-held theory that warding stones protect us from demons. Namu is not safe from Infernals. Even now, they might roam freely inside the ancestral wards of the city." -- Keya Oko, Magisterium lecture, 3125 by the Ummran calendar, 21st day of the Red Dust Moon. There is something primal about making love near the ocean. Tides are a ri...