A lot had happened in the two years after the Expel-Nede incident, as the Pangalactic Federation had taken to calling it. As far as they were concerned, it was mostly a footnote and a minor tragedy but otherwise unremarkable. While they accepted ensign Claude C. Kenny’s report on the incident, since the true danger to everyone had never been seen by anyone o...
Having logged in, you get to the biggest question of all - who are you going to play? It's not like this is a big deal. You can just create your character and be on your way.What's next? Danny Hopkins - Dude with a sister Lydia Onava - Widow waking up in an unknown place Claude Rogers - On his way...
On the continent of Fodlan there exist three powerful nations. To the south, the Adrestian Empire, the original seat of power in Fodlan. To the north, the Holy Kingdom of Fearghus, protected by an elite order of knights. And to the east, the Leicester Alliance, not ruled by a monarch, but a roundtable of noble houses. These three nations are kept in peace by...
"Salaam, Bonsoir, Monsieur Claude," said the hostess at Assad's Palace, and Claude Ferdinand smiled pleasantly at Asma Assad, wife of the late owner Ali Assad. The six-foot-tall, curvy, attractive, fifty-something Arab lady, who had a few silver streaks in her long dark hair greeted him with her customary warm smile, and Claude greeted her in kind. It's am...
*Author's Note: any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. *.*.* Inga's declaration that, while she loved him, she just was not in love with him did not come as much of a surprise to Dr. Claude Ivernek. T...
Please read prior chapters to learn more about Cheryl Thomson, an innocent wife and mother who became a teacher in the deep south. Her life is expanding into new ways thanks to The Janitor Who Was King. ***** It has been several weeks since the events of Chapter 3 [read chapter 1 through 3 of The Janitor Who Was King for background] and Claude Thomson wa...
Lana Franks is a mean bitch, ladies and gentlemen. Not to sound crude or loutish, but there is seriously no other way to describe this lady. At first glance, the five-foot-ten, curvy young Black woman with the deep chocolate skin and thick Afro looks quite lovely, pleasant and nice. She's attractive, but in a nonthreatening way, like those women at your loca...
Claude had helped her out of her designer jeans and he was all set to take the next step when he suddenly realised that his hand was trembling. Shaking. What was that all about? The champagne? Surely not. They hadn't had that much. For the briefest of brief moments Claude worried that it might be a symptom of something. Something serious. Parkinson's perhap...
Esolen smiled at Claude. She shook her short dark hair. It was a bob, easy to control, but quite thick, and a bit curly. Claude stood in front of her, weeping slightly, and holding the thick leather strap. "Claude, we talked about this." Esolen's soft voice resonated. Esolen never raised her voice. "There are rules and consequences. When I moved in with you...
Wrote this story right before Christmas, Edited and proofread by my friend, TakeMeDown... ***** It was Christmas time again, and everyone was very joyful at the North Pole. Toys were being made on every table, hot chocolate was brewing and smiles abound. It was a beautiful holiday scene, with the exception of Dear old St. Nick being mysteriously absent....