Ch. 1--The Manhunt I've enjoyed writing the "westerns" I've been posting lately but feel it's time to branch off into a different type of story. For at least a few postings. You may tire of this statement but constructive comments, critiques, and emails are requested and appreciated; as usual. If you've read my stories you know there are no descriptive...
A tongue flicked at the slickened lips of Tholena's vagina, working its way in small circles slowly and lovingly around the puffy flesh, up to the engorged nub. The ecstasy mage groaned and writhed as she gently caressed the chestnut-haired head between her thighs. "Like that, yes," she whispered with throaty voice. "Vibrate your tongue." Her lover complie...
"Sometimes, I get tired of playing the Bull," Caleb Tully said in that deep, sonorous voice of his as he sat in the office of Dr. Alexandra Moreau in downtown Toronto, Ontario. Pacing back and forth as is his custom in times of excitement or distress, Caleb finally paused, and fixed his almond-shaped brown eyes on the psychiatrist who sat behind the desk, he...
The Hand of the King is dead, killed under suspicious circumstances. The King Robert Baratheon rides north with the royal court to call on his old friend Eddard Stark to aid him in ruling the realm as the new Hand. Across the Narrow Sea, an eighteen year old Daenarys Targaryen readies to be married to a ferocious Khal in exchange for an army to take back he...
Ch. 5 Going Home By Woodmanone copyright October/2011 The continuing adventures of Rollie Chambers. Constructive comments, emails, and critiques are welcome and I appreciate you taking the time to make them. Thanks for taking the time to read and comment on my work. Please enjoy the story. ******************** Rollie Chambers waved at his friend Jacob T...
Woodmanone copyright March/2012 There are no descriptive sexual scenes in this story. Constructive comments, emails, and critiques are appreciated. ******************** It was obvious when they entered my office that they had problems and were in trouble. It's not that I'm so sensitive and astute and aware of people's feelings, it's that people don't c...
Most people thought of Ma and Pa Tully as "White Trash." They weren't really. They are "Swamp People" living as several generations of their kin had before them. They scratched out a living working the swamps and bayous, living in a three room ramshackle house near "Forked Lake," South of Abbleville, Louisiana Tilly Tully is a second generation child. Ma wa...
CHAPTER 1 Half an hour before dawn the unmelodic noise of raucous Kookaburras awoke Greta and she used a corner of a sheet to dab the light patches of perspiration between her breasts and under her chin before she dropped back to sleep in the cloying warmth of subtropical paradise. Paradise? The fading blonde ground out a hollow laugh before sleep retook...
In an alternate universe, Robert's Rebellion has failed and after winning the epic duel at the Trident, Crown Prince Rhaegar Targaryen spared Lord Robert Baratheon's life. Alongside his new brother-in-law, Lord Eddard Stark, Rhaegar led both the Rebels and the Loyalist armies to the capital to depose his father only to find the Mad King stabbed in the back b...
All characters appearing in the following narrative are fictional. Any resemblance to any real persons – either living or deceased – is entirely coincidental on the part of the Author. Unless otherwise noted all persons appearing in the narrative are written as being of the majority age of eighteen years owing to depictions of graphic sexual activity contain...