Please help me to continue this project I don't have enough time to actively write stories, if you like the idea consider adding your own story path. You are standing in front of a modern high rise building, you are nervous about what you might have to do, the advertisement you saw earlier only stated that they are looking for a man who is willing to spend...
Author's Note: And now for something completely different. This is not a short story, and though it is broken into sections I chose to post it as a complete piece. This tale consumed me for many months. I let it fester and grow into something much more than the original idea. It led me to research, and become fascinated with an often overlooked and misunde...
SMOKEY SAGAS #13: Beyond Hell And Back (Part 3): "When The Morning Comes" *** May 31st, 2:36 a.m. "Yes?" "HELL-o there..." "Well now. This voice sounds familiar, does it not? Little Holly Greentree, I presume?" "Yes, yes, it is Holly, actually." "Well, I'll be damned!" the chilling voice dripped through the phone, delightfully surprised to hear from...
"Not bad." Trish had to admit, unable to find much to really complain about Melina's expensive hotel suite. "Probably better than what you had bitch." Melina said as she shut the door behind them. "Dream on." Trish laughed before she turned to the other brunette, "Mickie, push your pants and panties down around your ankles, lean against the wall and stick...
My father had had some renovations done to the master bath in his and my mother's bedroom (which is now my bedroom). In his later years he and my mother had both developed debilitating aches and pains; the sort that came naturally with age, and as a result I had helped him in the task of modernizing the bathroom. For starters we'd gotten rid of the tub and a...
((The dark elf town stories are concluded with our wizard girl's project. Please enjoy)) *** All Celedwin felt was the warm embrace of the soft cotton sheets over her naked body, caressing her small breasts and curvy, toned ass, the feeling of clean linens as if she was embraced by a thousand soft hands. It all felt like a wild dream, quickly fading away...
Roberts joined his colleagues for dinner that night, the staff room full of middle-aged men dining on beef bourguignon, one of the chef's specialties. Like everything else at the Geneva School for Girls, Headmaster Walker had spared no expense when it came to manning the school's kitchens. A lucrative salary, residence in a hilltop villa, and of course, a de...
Deep in the Himalayas, in another time when the world is quite different than today there is a valley. It is flanked by the snow-clad crags of the closest mountains and is home to a happy and proud people. The beauty of the valley is without peer in this world with the granite cliffs butting up against a thick, dark, fragrant rain forest. In the valley are s...
Eric Olafson, Neo Viking (Vol 1) by Vanessa Ravencroft Copyright© 2000 by Vanessa Ravencroft --------------------------------------- This is the first Volume of the Eric Olafson Saga (Volume 1 GC 27) --------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- Foreword I was asked by my best friends to tell this story. At first, I...
They call them Istanza. The word is derived from a long-forgotten language, a language whose origins are lost in the depths of time. None are left who speak the language in its entirety, but there are a select few who understand the handful of words that are still used. * * * 1: Finding Silra Leeann watched the ceremony with a keen awareness of her own gr...