*** Masquerade! Paper faces on parade. Masquerade!Hide your face so the world will never see you. Masquerade!Every face a different shade.Masquerade!Look around, there's another mask behind you! -"Masquerade", The Phantom of the Opera *** CHAPTER 1: Blackmailed into Slavery "Please, Sir," Mandy said in a shaky voice to the man in the well-tailored sui...
Chapter 6 - Checkups Dave sat in an easy chair in the home of Cory and Lean Donaldson, two members of the Atlanta Group. The home was on newly acquired private property on a large plot of land about halfway between Atlanta and Macon, Georgia. The land owner was Owen Bennett. Dave, Alice, Owen, Julie, and Cricket had flown up in Dave's jet on Friday afternoo...
Foreword: READ THIS FIRST! This is just a bit of fun I decided to write, involving my favorite comic book universe. It is set in a Pre-Flashpoint Earth that's a lot like the continuity was, before Flashpoint happened. You already know not to take it too seriously... right? LOL I wrote this several years ago, but decided to resubmit it here on Lit. Just b...
There are only so many ways that you can tell a Loving Wife story without sounding either totally unimaginative, or deeply disturbed. That's the reason why I am moving over to Romance. For those of you who read me - I'm still the self-appointed poet-laureate of nerd-nation. And I still like my stories with a little hot sex and a whole lot of twists and tur...
From time-to-time, people have asked me to continue one of my characters. This story satisfies the most frequent requests. Almost from the day I posted it, readers have asked me to tell the story of the little boy in "A Totally Unromantic Love Story." Not too far behind, are the folks wanting me to do something about the two people in "The Long Goodbye." I...
Chapter One Bella looked up at her Master and squeezed his hand. Of course Bella wasn't the name she had been born with, but rather the name her Master had given her after having made her his submissive. He smiled down at her and winked before looking over at the shrinking line of people in front of them. They had almost made their way to the front of the l...
Waking up with a groan I look around for the chips. Morning sickness is a cruel master and it hit me early. Luckily the chips are just off the bed where they are supposed to be so I down a few to get my stomach to settle. Course moving isn't exactly feeling good, I'm still covered in bruises. Me winning that tournament is probably still a matter of shock to...
This chapter is dedicated to the memory of a very good friend, mentor and muse. You'll live forever in the memories of all members of the PTB, TDH and all the other boards you enriched by your presence and participation. Rest in Peace Franco "Lone Wolf" Breslin 1949-2006. * "What the hell is going on Craig? Who is this guy?" To her credit there was no pan...
Mara stood on a cloud, high above the city. The Atlantic crashed against the shore and the winds carried a salty tang to her nose. She stood up straight as she noticed a bunch of clouds moving against the wind and coming her way. The clouds came near and she could make out the figures that rode them. Her spirit guide was on the first cloud and a dour faced e...
Hello again dear readers. You spoke loud and clear last time and as such here is the next installment of the story. School and life have been a bit rough so I apologize for the length of time between posts. Normally I have more to say, but I believe this chapter speaks for itself, though I will warn everyone now that the next few chapters can be quite... dar...