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Location: Holy city of Lona Solstice Eve, 2021 Anduvar Elvaraë watched the last of the priest-assassins fall dead at his feet with satisfaction. The tall, lean elvish lord hadn't quite believed her when she said that the dark mottling on their dingy grey robes was blood stains from their victims. Dark elves and Unseelie Court could be bloodthirsty, but it t...
It was Monday and Elena Jackson was doing her housekeeping. She lived in a perfectly ordinary house in a perfectly ordinary street and a perfectly ordinary part of the city. The sun was shining and the day was warming up. There was nothing outward to show anything was other than ordinary. Elena was happy today. Cleaning, dusting, doing the laundry and chan...
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The post office was crowded a swarm of people intent on not being noticed, and in not noticing those around them. This, I would soon discover, was to my benefit. Just minutes earlier I was one of them, here only out of necessity, wanting to take care of my postal business, and then return to the real world. But then I saw her. In an instant I knew I was...
Glen Thomkins smiled to himself as he stared at the screen of his computer monitor. The spell check function of his word processing program had just finished scanning his latest short story for the second time. This time it showed no errors. Glen double-checked the options on the Literotica Submit Page that he had selected. He clicked the Preview button, the...
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If you're going to be critical just for the sake of being critical, don't say anything because I will flag you with the webmaster. Be constructive with your criticism. I welcome feedback. ***** Shopping day rolled around. For the first time Master was going to take it to town and "teach" it how to shop. It is as if Master forgot it was once free, shopping...
Sweat trickling down the small of his back was the familiar reminder that the heat had overcome his best abilities to work on the highly pitched ladder with any sense of comfort. Connor's gloved hands were slick with perspiration as his arm moved laconically and with overwhelming soreness to pull more fallen palm fronds from yet another useless gutter of fau...
She shouldn't have come out on the promenade deck alone. But the party in the cruise ship's Spotlight Lounge had become so loud and boisterous—and the swirling crowd so suffocating—that Ellen had to get away. If anyone asked why'd she'd strayed, she'd just tell them that Little Bo Peep was looking for her sheep. That was the costume Stephanie had gotten for...