Jon Chess opened his eyes, and immediately regretted his hasty decision; daylight was far too bright. His head felt like a minotaur has performed a hat dance on his cranium. A moan reached his slightly-pointed ears, and he recognized it as his own voice. "Ah, the young hero awakens!" spoke a voice, characterized by both excessive cheer and excessive volume...
The rogue that some knew as Jon Chess slept fitfully but that was not the amazing part; that he was having the best dream he'd had in years was. Jon Chess had recently been tortured, which had included a shadow priestess rewiring some of his emotional responses in an attempt to make Chess homicidal when he encountered Ren'dorei. The shadow priestess had not...
CHAPTER 1 Almost nineteen years ago Mr and Mrs Hendricks unthinking named the first of their two children Alfredia Janella Hendricks. Pretty and petite AJ as she preferred being called for obvious reasons, was finally getting over her latest bad experience that college was a solid place of learning rather than a cauldron of sex, fun and mayhem as portrayed...
Jon Chess strode up the steps of the Cathedral of Light in Stormwind, disquieted. Jon had not seen Priann, his usual confessor, for some weeks. Days ago, he had asked Brother Benjamin, one of the instructors of the priesthood novates, if he could tell Jon where she had been assigned. "I am sorry, Master Chess... if she has been assigned elsewhere, I would n...
Jon Chess knocked at the chamber door of Phredaria's spare room where his client Dye was staying, for her own protection. He heard a muffled squeak of surprise from within, and the rustle of clothing. Dye opened the door, a towel wrapped around her. The towel barely covered her pert breasts, falling to the top of her thighs, the white cloth implying and inno...
My name is George, I used to be a single father. My two kids joined a school trip so I in turn was free to join Andy and John in John's mini to a weekend Swiss, my first tournament. All four of us studied at the same department, and the three of us were frequenting a local chess club. The fourth traveler was Cindy herself, the cutest girl ever. Why she volun...
Authors note: Hello everyone. This story was written for an invitational Author challenge set by BlackRandI. The theme of the stories all published together is Siren's Song and I hope I have touched on that brief with this story. Although set in the same town as another of my stories this story is about different people within the town, though you may see ca...
A tale of chess—and losing oneself—by Veeshan (Author's Note: This has NEVER happened to me before. I sure wish it would, though!) LAS VEGAS, NEVADA. As I squinted against the harshly-crystalline blue sky of a winter morning, I reflected that they didn't call this place "Sin City" for nothing. Technically, I wasn't supposed to be here. I didn't really have...
Note: The idea of this story is not originally mine. One of my readers, who wants to be identified only as "The Knight" sent me this idea, asking me to write it. It seemed interesting, but I don't know chess too well. So I replied, saying I would write the rest of the story if he could fill in the chess parts. We worked on it back and forth for a couple of w...
Chapter 4 - Postgame Analysis Note: There is almost no sex in this part. This is just an epilogue for those who like to know what happened next. And bit of backstory. If you are interested in just sex, skip this. The next morning when I opened the door for Ratna, neither of us could look the other in the eyes. She rushed to the kitchen to do her work and I...