Hello all! When I first submitted this, it had been written on my iPhone's notepad, and was fraught with errors. Since then it has been edited, and I do believe all those pesky typos and autocorrect blunders are now nonexistent. Please let me know if you find anything though. I'd love feedback as well. Compliments are great, but I am most interested in gett...
When he was writing to Debra it wasn't very clear how he would place his erotically positions of words.He wanted to tell her he cared so much for her but he had these intense secrets. So many rumors spread like the plague like a woman in hot red the Sub Rosa. How she had the miserable he was mastering her every spy eye move marriage.How she stated she felt m...
This was done sooner than I anticipated but it felt right so here it is. Chapter 2: Meeting the Leech. Vulferam stared at the beautiful woman, her fangs were undeniably vampire and it made him nervous. He prepared himself for an attack from the succubus. Within an instant her features softened and her teeth retracted to a more human appearance, "I'm onl...
Who's story do we follow? [Note: All Age-Play involved is non-sexual in nature. Any sexual content must be done with consenting parties of 18 years or older.]What's next? Kirsty Daniel Elliot What's next? Kirsty Daniel Elliot...
I have always been inspired romantically by the English gardens made famous by both their beauty and tranquility. Nobility, it seemed, always had at least two or three of them, centered with beautiful statuettes and water fountains. There is no better place to both relax and reflect than among nature in its finest, trimmed and manipulated by man’s imaginatio...
Except for the physical descriptions of my husband and I, and the first two paragraphs, this story is 100% fictional. For those of you vocabulary-challenged, that means that after the first two paragraphs NOTHING in it is true! ______________ As anyone who's been around the block a couple of times knows, different people react differently to different han...
This is set in the same universe as my other story Forgotten but does not crossover as most of it is set seventy years earlier. I have done as much research as I could to try make it as authentic as possible (terminology and the like). I guess this the result of watching too many war documentaries with my dad when I was growing up. I am open to help with thi...
Abigail Winters cried in frustration, the soil tumbled out of the C sized bra cup. A fat worm slithered to the floor and began to writhe blindly. "Peter, Peter! Get your sorry medieval butt here now." In reply there came a small immature laugh. Abigail growled. Downstairs many of her closest friends waited for her, to celebrate her twenty first birthday, y...
The spatters of black were barely distinguishable on the gloss of the floor. Devon snorted in self-disgust before his nose and eyes burned with tears. Cutting himself hadn't worked. He'd slit his throat, choked on his own blood for a few agonizing moments and then his body began to self-heal. Trying to summon his divine sword hadn't worked either. It resist...
All characters in this story participating in any romantic or sexual conduct are at least eighteen years old. All characters, story events, and the convention portrayed in this tale are my fictional creations. Any resemblance to any real persons or events is unintended and coincidental. While most of this story's erotic/romantic content falls under the umbr...