as always a big thanks to my editor and to you the reader. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter Twelve: Melissa's Diary I followed mothers path for a few days there was no sign of Alexander or the others I had no idea where the path would take me I was having a different vision each day as if someone wanted me to follow this path. On the third day I stopped for rest at t...
Sir Daniel rode his thundering steed hard through the meadow, skirting the thick line of trees of the forest. After a half hour of a full gallop he slowed the mighty horse down to a slow walk. He wanted to conserve its energy for the remaining two hours of the trip back to the Castle. It was his last crusade, and he wanted to take his time to revel in the v...
"Uncle Stuart, are you saying the Irish were involved in the fighting as well?" Tom asked him. "Aye Tom, the Irish in question were the relatives of Laird Hamish MacDonnell, as well as descendants of the MacDonald's. They had a few castles on the north-east coast, one called Kinbane Castle, which means 'White Headlands', because of the white limestone of th...
Prologue THE LAST STAND This story is a work of fiction. All resemblance to people or places is purely coincidence. Thanks to DesertPirate for his assistance. Through the dark he rode. The path down the pass was narrow to the bottom where it came out of the ancient forest to a small castle. He held is side where he had been hit by an arrow. He knew tha...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The mai...
I wrote this as a long string of text messages for my baby doll. It's not specifically erotica but there are hints throughout. So please forgive any punctuation or minor editing errors. She asked me for a princess story. OP delivers. ***** Once upon a time there was a princess who lived in a far away castle. She was beautiful and kind and the people of her...
Revenge is never a straight line. It is a forest, and like a forest it is easy to lose your way... To get lost... To forget where you came in. - Hatori Hanzo As I waited in the tree across the dirt road from the cabin for the better part of a day, Lord Hetch and his men never returned. I thought it was pretty rotten to have planned to leave two of his henc...
Thank you for the feedback and votes. ***** Hanyan clung to Clair's shoulders and sobbed. The bustle of the last few days, the news that his father would be going to war, the dim knowledge that his other father had died in war, had brought back all the anxieties he had suffered from when his mother had left. Clair knelt patiently on the sitting-room floor...
As the morning sun rose, Loch Etive became a glow of brilliant gold. The calm waters reflected the beams and made them dance along the surface. Sloan Fraser stood looking at the scene and imagined himself a chief, having a castle and lands held by the Fraser's, something they never had in their clan history. He mounted his horse and looked at his clan, som...
On September 2nd, on her way home from the office, Phoebe drove her car into an intersection. And she never drove out of it. He car was struck by a driver doing just shy of 65mph. She was thrown from the car. Her head hit a curb. It should have killed her. At the hospital they first drilled holes to relieve the pressure on her brain. Then they removed p...