READERS: I am so sorry for the delay in getting this out! I was sorta lost and even forcing to write was traumatic. Ok, I'm exaggerating. lol Thanks for hanging with me. I've made this chapter a little juicy, but don't get used to it. I just had some making up to do. Thanks to JonB1965 for his editing expertise! We last left off with Hamish and Gayle havin...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know this is short, but I'll not have access to a computer for a week, and I wanted to get something out for y'all. I will be working on it while I'm gone, and I promise I'll make up for it! I was a little irked that altho Lit did a great job expanding their new postings, my chap 14 was 15 out of 15 and lasted no more than 24 hours on the b...
Arya's stitches were crooked again. She frowned down at them with dismay and glanced over to where her sister Sansa sat among the other girls. Sansa’s needlework was exquisite. Everyone said so. “Sansa’s work is as pretty as she is,” Septa Mordane told their lady mother once. “She has such fine, delicate hands.” When Lady Catelyn had asked about Arya, the se...
The Sinful Tastes This is the tale of Prince Arlan Baratheon. Arlan Baratheon is the Son of Cersei Lannister and Robert Baratheon, with the classical Baratheon bright blue eyes and the Lannister Golden Hair. He was a normal person who had landed in Westeros and with defective magic he had just enough control about his magic to increase his reflexes, strengt...
“David; nice of you to come!” a voice spoke and looking over there I saw the dark haired woman standing there greeting me, “This is the team, Lucy!” I looked over and seeing the blonde nervous woman she whispered, “Hi!” I looked over to Rebecca who whispered, “She fancied a man who died saving the world!” I nodded before saying, “Desmond!” she nodded before...
Arya stark est dans le pétrin : c’est le narrateur Arya stark : c’est un dialogue Arya stark passé une très mauvaise journée, ses frères étaient partis assister à l’exécution d’un déserteur, sa sœur, Sansa, c’était moqué de ces manières et de ses capacité de couture, la septa avait appuyé la moquerie en insistant que arya devrait être plus comme sa sœur, et...
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. I've had a long standing love of Irish lasses. Their eyes, complexion, smiles have always warmed my heart, and a few have broken it. Constructive criticism as always is welcome in the comments, others will be dealt with in the usual manner. ***** The next morning before class my phone rang. "Th...
Chapter 1 - First Day Walking through the gates of Winterfell for the first time as a Stark soldier was a proud moment. A young man who had dreamt of fighting for honour and glory since he was a young boy. Looking around Winterfell, you couldn't help but notice people hustling around the place. The royal family was here. The King wanted Ned Stark, the lord...
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. I've had a long standing love of Irish lasses. Their eyes, complexion, smiles have always warmed my heart, and a few have broken it. Constructive criticism as always is welcome in the comments, others will be dealt with in the usual manner. ***** We sat at the gate, the noise of bustling humanit...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thanks to JonB1969 for his editing skills. This chapter's two bits are from reader's comments, which were really appreciated! I've written a one-shot story in BDSM, but it didn't really delay getting this chapter out. I've been 'out of sorts' lately. It's called, "Driving Adventure." We last left off with Hamish punishing Gayle for sassing b...