The Ancient Graveyard A supernatural series of stories mostly set in the Ancient Graveyard of Grazghul Note: Hardcore undead sex "Turn back to all who enter! Here lies Zarnath the Undying, the accursed Lord of Grazghul." - A sign among the tombstones. Episode 5: The Lord of Grazghul Midnight, in Zarnath's crypt in the Ancient Graveyard of Grazghul....
They were close to the beach. Gauti tightened his grip on his sword and shield. No words were spoken to, or between his men. They were fierce, fearless. They did not need to be convinced before a fight. They did not need to drink to find find their courage. They were his chosen warriors. When they bled on the battlefield, they would not ask for aid. Nor woul...
++This is a short story written for a variety of reasons. It's kind of a kid's story, I know, but I think that some here may like it despite being slightly saccharine. We all have to face our fears eventually as we grow up. We all have our own personal fears, and we all face them in our own ways. Either way, this is just a fun little adventure story that was...
Slowly opening the large, iron door, Persephone stood face-to-face with two stunningly beautiful women, one of which she immediately recognized. "Melody... it seems you're alive," she mused quietly. "I'm not so easy to get rid of." "Apparently." Turning to the other woman, she condescendingly asked, "And you are?" "Selena. Grand Vizier to King Farzan...
*All characters are adult aged. This work is not to be read by anyone under the legal age.* *** Troy Wooten was at the controls of the Shield Maiden under his captain's watchful eye. The tigress was pleased with how well the human could fly her ship. She put her hands on his shoulders as he sat in the command chair and her snow white fingers gently massag...
CH7. Blood, rage and despair. We crept forwards in the shadows of the forest. Timing was essential. We wanted to attack their archers, their rearguard. If we could break their ranks and rout them, we could turn on the large army of barbarians and trap them between the warbands led by Zeuxis and us. I was nervous. I lifted my shield and pressed the fingers...
This is an original work by Zeb_Carter and is protected under (c) copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only being submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. Leaving Du Page -- Part II As the clock struck four, Susan started the engine of her SUV and followed the truck in front of us. All the pe...
SWTOR: A Smuggler, Not A Patriot: Prologue: Mechanical Monstrosities Need Love Too. As Do Their Mechanics. Inspired by the new Bioware MMO set in the Star Wars universe. I own none of the characters, obviously. Sulmad patted down the corpse and smiled when he found the last part Celestra needed to repair the generator. He also found a couple of credits...
It was quarter past eleven when the car came to a stop in front of the mansion, and a girl, no older than twenty, was helped out by its driver. She was tall, polite. Her hair was a fiery red, flowing gently around her face and down her back, shielding one eye. In the coldness and dullness of the autumn wind, her form was the one thing that stood out. A shini...
A/N: This fic is made possible by contributions from readers like you. Skye still thought SHIELD was the jackbooted fist of a despotic international hegemony, but they gave great hours. After two nonstop, touch and go months in Kiev trying to keep anyone from exploding things that were better off not exploding, they were finally being given a couple wee...