By the time Ayres got Jeffrey back to camp, the Major had recovered from the shock of being hit. As he dismounted, he shook his head and cleared the cobwebs. "Are you sure that you are alright, sir." Ayres asked. "That was a nasty one." "Yes, Ayres, I'm alright," Jeffrey replied. "And thank you, Corporal. I won't forget this." "Just doing what was right,...
"Do you wanna know how I got this jacket?" Mike said. He perched himself upon the glowing blue countertop of the bar like a man looking for a mission. He tugged at his shoulder, displaying the dark leather for the two half-dressed Catians huddled together in the barstools directly next to him. One of the women's catlike ears twitched in his direction. Sh...
I'm going to make sure you stay dead this time, Ceylin Uygur said grimly as she swung the sword, swiftly decapitating the towering zombie whom she once called dad. The thing that had been Erol Hurrem fell and lay still, but his severed head still moved, his slavering jaws still twitched. Three days ago, fed up with her stepdad's constant physical and verbal...
Day 4 When Nadia woke, her wife was between her legs, tongue buried deep. Although it felt good, something felt wrong. "Olivia baby, stop." Yes, something hurt, but in the fuzz of her first hangover it took a few moments to sort it out. Her ass hurt. It hurt at her pucker, and it hurt deep inside. "Oh wow." She remarked. Strangely she also felt pleasure...
Grayson Marshall was flying over rebel territory in an observation plane. He had been recruited by the CIA from 5th Special Forces where he was a language expert. He was looking for a cocaine operation run by a group of Communist rebels to fund their revolutionary activities. One area began to look suspicious. The foliage looked real but was different than t...
November 20, 1754 My womb is swollen, and I know I am full of the entity's seed in spite of it's children sucking me dry of it after each brutal bout of intercourse. The days grow shorter, the nights longer - and I am still captive in my cabin though not because of my phantom lover. I am chained here by it's children, who coax me from sleep with gentle suck...
July 30, 1814 We left Missouri on May 1st. I managed to stay by my brother Thomas's side by disguising myself as one of the 140 young lads who had volunteered for the battle further up river. We were alone in the world, the two of us, and though St Louis had been recommended to us by neighbors back east after our parents died, Thom was uncertain what type...
Chapter 3: The Festival Jack felt like his binoculars had become part of his own face. Staring out at the distant shore of land, Jack took in every feature as Task Force 21 hovered just off the coast. Tropical foliage occupied most of his view as did the few waves lapping gently at the shoreline. From their position, he couldn't see any signs of habitatio...
"Zombie" "Would you like to see something interesting?" The phrasing was innocuous, but somehow the way Griffith said the words in his high, reedy voice made them hang in the air in a sinister fashion. He leaned forward slightly in his overstuffed chair with a child's curiosity in his eyes, but there was nothing innocent about him. If he had the inquisitive...
Greetings, folks. My name is Algoma "Allie" Witashnah and I'm a young Aboriginal woman living in the City of Winnipeg, Manitoba. My father, George is Aboriginal, originally from the Sioux band, and my mother, Beatrice Kensington, is originally from Berkshire, England, but moved to Canada in the 1980s. I am the daughter of two worlds, but fiercely and proudly...