Note: This story has lots of exhibitionism, a bit of light bondage, and a hell of a lot of cheap shots against wannabe literary critics and the anonymous trolls that we all love to hate. I will admit it is not the most original themed story I have ever written but still fun in my opinion. As always, if these things are not your thing, seek life elsewhere. Yo...
Most people around here seem to have the strong urge to sort the protagonists into the "good" and the "evil" group. Stories featuring villains being suitably punished and the heroes being rewarded get the best ratings. For the authors, including me, it´s tempting to help the reader by painting things in black and white. Not this time though. Special thanks...
Everyone in this story is over the age of 18. It takes this couple a little while to summon up their courage and get into the bedroom, but I hope you enjoy reading their story. Please leave a comment if you'd like to, because I enjoy reading them. When I was about seven or eight years old, my neighbour used to come around to my house to play, and he would...
Hello darlings! I have FINALLY gotten the chance to edit and tweak this chapter after a very, very, verrrrrry long hiatus. I apologize for that, as a reader I know how frustrating it can be when authors don't finish a story, or have long wait times between posts. I will try to be more frequent with posts, but life does come in the way sometimes! Anyways, I h...
Chapter 1. An ordinary detached house in a plain, unremarkable suburb, 65 miles from London. 44 Green Meadows was built, along with hundreds of others after the war. Rows and rows of neat, adequately maintained windows and neatly manicured lawns. Apple blossom trees evenly spaced outside every other house, and a post-box on the corner. You can hear the blac...
[AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the continuation of "Tramps Like Us", which details the events leading up to Randy and Rachel's first encounter. I'd like to thank the people who have voted and given me feedback for "Tramps" - it's REALLY appreciated! I hope you enjoy this one as much, if not more. Italicized dialog preceded with an asterisk denotes subtitled speec...
BECOMING PEOPLE November 22nd, 2057 twenty years ago The heavy ceramic vase slammed with shattering force into her forehead, propelled by a rage she was only privy to second-hand. Damage-control alarms klaxoned within the White-haired Doll's Kernel, where her every application and algorithm was scheduled for execution. There had been more leading up to t...
A NIGHTMARE REBORN: FREDDY VS. JASON 2 CHAPTER 02 BASED UPON CHARACTERS CREATED BY: WES CRAVEN: A Nightmare on Elm Street VICTOR MILLER: Friday the 13th JOHN CARPENTER: Halloween STEPHEN KING: It VICTOR SALVA: Jeepers Creepers KEVIN WILLIAMSON: Scream CLIVE BARKER: Candyman ALFRED HITCHCOCK: Psycho CREATIVE CONSULTANTS: Sean Renaud, Tessa Alexand...
Thanks to mikothebaby for editing this story. * * * * * * Betty Sutton scanned the bar around her nervously. Though she'd done this many times before, she was always worried that she'd run into someone she knew. The chances of that were remote since she'd picked a meeting place that was a half hour's drive away from her neighborhood, but you couldn't be to...
[ "Strike".] Subtitle: "The Ranch". Chapter 1. (The birth of "Strike"--the stallion) I had been out at the ranch for three days helping foal the mares, and riding-the-perimeter fence: Sleeping-out on the prairie for two of them. With the barest of supplies: A wool blanket, a canteen of water, jerky; and oats for Strike, my spirited piebald stallion--a con...