An erotic story of love, lust and betrayal By Thomas Graham "Sex was the most fun I ever had without laughing"...Woody Allen...Annie Hall 1977 CHAPTER ONE....The Conference Swans Nest Hotel, Stratford-on-Avon. Tuesday October 9th 2012. 3:15 a.m. 'Fuck me, Tom!' Three favourite words dear to my heart, but tonight they seem somehow surreal, as if heard t...
(NOTE: This takes place sometime at the end of the millenium, when CDs ruled, not everyone had a cell phone, and you mostly had to get out of your house and go to a store to buy things-max) ***** Joe felt baffled. Woke up and felt baffled. Because he was alone, and not with Lana. Because he was back where he had left. Where he had once escaped, he returned...
Chapter 1 The planet Bacchus was apparently named after some ancient God of Harvest and Wine. This God was supposed to represent having a good time. As Bron shoved another corpse into the reclamation vat he considered the hellish reality behind the face of the 'party planet'. Bacchus was dedicated to the pleasures of the flesh. If it felt good, tasted good...
Author's Notes: 'Satyr Play 2' is a continuation of my surprisingly well-received first attempt to dabble in the realm of magic. Obviously, I learned nothing from the first as, in this story, I continue to ride roughshod over preconceived notions and the 'established guidelines' of the genre. Mea Culpa. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the ba...
There was a frantic knock on the door. I opened one eye and looked at the clock. "Who the hell would need me at 4 o'clock in the morning?" I asked. I sat up in bed. Actually, it was not a bed. It was more of a cot with a thin mattress on top. I looked around at my apartment as the knocking on the door continued. Actually, it was not a real apartment. It w...
+++++ Huntress of the Fallen +++++ The following tale is my entry in the 2020 Halloween Story Contest. It acts as both a sequel and the final act of a trilogy that began with the 2016 Halloween Contest First-Place Winner "Sisters of the Fallen" and continued in the 2019 Halloween Contest First-Place Winner "Redeemers of the Fallen". I hold no expectation of...
Author's Note: It is recommended to read the previous chapters of this story if you have not done so already to better understand the storyline and characters... This chapter sort of got 'out of hand' in that I never intended it to be so long; however, I did not want to break it up as it fits my own personal timeline/agenda to have the entire week be one ch...
Prologue Keene stared up at the ceiling and contemplated the darkness. He was safe, at the compound, tucked under the covers in a warm bed as snugly as a babe in its crib. He could dream the dreams long forgotten by a very different man, in a very different place and time. Dare he consider himself so lucky...to dream dreams and plan for the life he never th...
CHAPTER 1 Marcus stalked the network of walkways that crisscrossed the ceiling high above Elysium's floor space, the restless need to move forcing him out of his office. Mostly hidden in darkness, the walkways allowed the club's owners and security personnel to supervise almost every square foot of the massive club without disturbing the patrons below. The...
Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, and punctuation. Please see my bio for more information. CHAPTER 1: INTO DARKNESS Jules sat in his crash couch as he fiddled with the bulky, black combat armor that he was wearing over his two-piece...