That was all Dhorne needed was a leisurely walk along the beach. Kicking stones and enjoying the mid-summer breeze coming off of the lake. As he strolled around the forested bend from the LeGend estate he purposely ignored the builder's hammering away at his unlived in home. The house that he had originally built for his wife Nora. It had gone uninhabited...
I know many of you have heard the rumours: that somewhere in the wild hills north of the great river, where the winds rise suddenly from the west and no sane man these days dares to go, there exist women who can transform themselves at will into anything they choose. A few even say these women can become any animal they wish, or can metamorphize themselves i...
I didn't understand it, and it troubled me no end. Melinda Hunter was the Purchasing Department joke. The other men could hardly resist snickering and lewd comments as she passed by. She'd earned them with her behavior at after-hours watering holes and departmental parties. On the surface, Mel was a major winner: fresh-faced, bosomy yet slender, extroverte...
This was my first Law Society dinner since I was hired by Beauchamp and Partners as an articled clerk and I was a little in awe of the people there. It was held in the ballroom of the most prestigious hotel in town. There was so much power concentrated in this room, so many men and women who, with a glance or a raised eyebrow could make or break a person's f...
Disclaimer: The character of Ardeth Bay belongs to Stephen Sommers and Universal Studios. No infringement intended. All other characters owned by the author. Author Notes: This story is based on the character Ardeth Bay, played by Oded Fehr, from the movies The Mummy and The Mummy Returns. Big thanks to my beta Claudia for her help with this. Translations b...
Author's Note: This story contains sexual situations involving restrained wrists and a couple of light swats, no other BDSM scenes. This is a MFMM fantasy containing anal, vaginal and oral sex. I want to thank all the folks who are writing in this chain for allowing so many writers to "use" you in their stories. A special thank you goes out to: jushorny, joe...
This is an idea if, in fact, one of Altair's target's was a woman, what could happen. This is my first story, so please be kind in your comments. The man in the white robes set the archer down, blood running out of his neck. The man's hidden blade retracted into it's sheath, concealed underneath the left sleeve of the assassin's garment. Following the grate...
When her stepmother entered through the cottage door bearing the news, Cinderella was sitting exactly where she always did. And that was in front of the blazing log fire, the ash and cinders dappling her deathly pale skin; naked as always, as clothes were a vanity wasted on one who never ventured beyond the kitchen hearth, the stack of logs and the coal scut...
As I awoke from the best nights sleep I'd had in a while, I thought back to the day before. My kidnapping, Van Gough, Svengali, The Network, Tessie and Fink, my initiation and Snoo. I instinctively stroked the bare arms that were still wrapped around me. He was still sleeping, snoring lightly. I smiled to myself contentedly. I could get used to this, I thoug...
I go to the restaurant where we had agreed to meet, enter and find a seat in the bar as I had been instructed. Nervously I look around not seeing any single woman. I worry that she's lost interest in me and has abandoned our plans. I sit nursing a vodka tonic hoping she will show up. I feel a light tap on my shoulder and turn to see a waitress standing besi...