Succubi absorb the life force of anyone they touch. Fortunately, our succubi were fitted with control collars that rendered them safe for hours of erotic pleasure. The lovely demonesses coaxed me to one orgasm after another, each time they greedily took my shafts deep into their bodies so that they would not miss a drop of my spirit energy. They also teased...
Rose's POV Things had slowed down quite a bit since the assassination attempt on the President. We did what the other Packs did; laid low and made sure we stayed safe. Most of us had spent time in the basement, watching the news coverage and wondering if we would be found out. Starting a war between the major Mexican drug cartels by hacking and attacking so...
This is a story of fiction. Any similarity to persons alive or dead and to institutions is coincidental. My thanks to Erik Thread for his invaluable advice. * CHAPTER ONE Many people had heard of Toni Berwick. She was the new sensation of the Ballet, a young dancer in the classic mode who was thrilling the critics with her poise and skills. Even I had h...
Sabrina swam up from the darkness. Her movements felt slow, her arms and legs heavy as she tried to break the surface. It took her several minutes to realize that her eyes were closed and that she was spread out on a soft mattress. Opening her eyes, she looked around and groaned. "Not again," she muttered, instantly recognizing the familiar suite at Westha...
Note: All characters and areas portrayed in this story are purely fictitious, and are a product of my imagination. Any resemblance to a person, living or dead is strictly coincidental. 34. A Funny Kind of Day "Charlie, if I lose my grip on this ladder, we will never catch up to this boat." "Then it is a good thing I have it anchored to the bottom of the...
A tale of Southern charm, lust, love, sorrow, and a little bit of magic. Chapter One: The Scent of Magnolias It happens every Spring, or when I close my eyes and feather dust the pale yellow dry perfume oil lightly all over my body. The magnolias, sweet magnolias, are blooming…and I can scarce draw a breath with the thoughts the sweet odor evokes in...
BY LISA BETH DARLING Writing as Ebony Clarke An Anti-Fanfiction Fifty Shades of Grey Piece Moon Mistress Publishing USA Moon Mistress Publishing New London, CT 06320 This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual or fictional eve...
Bethany lay on my left, Naomi on my right; both were dozing, nude, but I lay mostly awake. It wasn't any one thing that kept me up - I just didn't really sleep well at all in those years; even after the awkward and intense threesome we'd just had while crammed in this tight little spot. My thoughts went to my children not there with me - both those still in...
Spark the Runner 2The continuing adventures of... Author's note: This is a continuation of last year's Geek Pride event story, Spark the Runner. It isn't necessary to read the previous one to enjoy this one, but you might find it entertaining... In the spirit of fair warning, whereas the previous story was mostly about running the datanet and working out...
There is a long running TV show in the UK called 'Homes under the Hammer'. For those readers who are not aware of this programme, people buy properties at auction and then renovate them. This story is inspired by one of those shows. A couple bought a house and the first time we met them the man came over as a bit of a nerd and the woman was quiet and dowdy....