Author's note: Last chapter...finally! Thanks to all of you who stuck with it. I hope you enjoy the conclusion. I've stalled on posting this chapter for quite some time for one basic reason. There's no sex in it. Yes, I know the site is for erotic fiction, but I couldn't find a way of putting it in that didn't seem contrived and after all the time I'd put...
CHAPTER 1 The sun reflected off the balding head of widower Buddy Dunlop as he arrived from poolside to see who was knocking at the backdoor. "Whatdoyerwant?" he said to the guy dressed in a khaki shirt and shorts and wearing boots, long black socks and a black Stetson and supported a big pack on his back. "Hi Uncle Buddy." Huh? "Is that you Dino?" "Sur...
I'm not really sure where to place this story. There are no cheating wives and no sex, and yet, it isn't really a 'Romance' story. No doubt I will get lots of comments that it shouldn't be there, but I'll put it in the 'Loving Wives' category (all the best comments come in there LOL) and take my chances. Thanks once again to the brilliantly helpful Azure-...
Wednesday and Beyond I woke up the morning after my exhausting night with Sarah and Maggie and was amazed to find I wasn't hard. Sarah had already woken and was dressing for work. For a few minutes, I wondered if I would suddenly revert to a dud now that the pills were out of my system. That fear abated when Sarah walked into the room in the midst of dress...
She was tall – that was the very first thing he noticed. He was sitting at the bar, and she’d glided past just at the edge of his vision, inviting him to crane his neck and look again. His initial, uncharitable thought – given her height – was that she was a transvestite, but when he took another, longer look at her, he knew that this was definitely not a mi...
IN THIS Western arching 120 years, be prepared for a little humor and even satire, sex, romance and obnoxious attitudes. The setting is Clyde, a small servicing a hinterland of small farms and ranches In pioneering days the Jefferson family arrived first followed by the Elliot's. They cross-married but within this generation the two families divided because...
Carey Lain looked over the trays of food set up in the dining room her long multi colored sundress running all the way down her body to her knees. The space was lit up by the sun beaming through the large windows. Carey loved the Ruhame's brunch. It was always held on the first weekend in May and to the tall brunette it signaled the official end to the cold...
Author's note: This quasi-historical fiction includes ambition, buggery and thuggery, scarification, and betrayal. All sex involves humans aged 18+. For readers' convenience, non-Anglish language speech and signals are presented in loose Anglish translation. ** THE GIRL It was unintentional. Quintilla had not set out to become a villainous queen. It just s...
Tangled in sheets and a man's legs, Beck was awoken by loud bells ringing from the ship's main deck. She squinted heavily at the midafternoon light pouring through her porthole. She shoved at the man beside her a few times, who grumbled, as he slowly looked about and stumbled into his clothes leaving through the door. She didn't even like Dagen really, but s...
Some kids get to be apprenticed in the sorcery business by going to a posh school -- others have to do it the hard way. But then again, there are games you can play in a dragon's riding net which are a bloody sight more interesting than chasing a winged ball on a broomstick . . . ----------------------------------------------- The early morning sun shone...