Regaining consciousness had its downside, a throbbing headache that channeled to her stomach. Nausea made Gretchen heave. Acids burned her throat. She spit out liquid fire onto the hard floor she sat on, her back against the hard wall. Her vision swirled only partly from concussive damage. In front of her, two humanoid figures wrestled and clawed at each oth...
Hi readers! I'll start this chapter with a quick update: Aran, Sara and Sorla have spent many weeks in hiding in the Hidden Temple beneath Maralon. The Heralds of Dawn have not withdrawn their search for Sara and Sorla, who killed three of their men. The Heralds have continued to scour the city day and night, making it nigh impossible for Aran to venture i...
PREFACE Please note: There will be no voting—this is for information only. However comments are welcome, as are PMs and email with any questions about this essay, but any comment which is simply "testimony" otherwise known as witnessing. by churchy people, argumentative, or preachy, will be deleted immediately. This is not a forum for debating—most of the f...
Maxwell relaxed in his Escalade waiting. From here he could see the tennis courts where Tina McKee was practicing. She was ranked number fifteen among U.S. high school players. Maxwell admired her thru a pair of binoculars. She was five foot eight and had the body of a world class athlete. Her arms and legs were powerful and firm. Her skin was a bit mo...
It had been over a year since his wife had passed. It was sudden, a familiar story of the drunken driver walking away, uninjured, while leaving the loved one of someone else dead in the car he'd just destroyed. Their marriage had been good by anyone's standard and his loss had affected him profoundly. He doubted that he would ever get over her death...you do...
I have a whole series of these stories written. They all revolve around Tucker Sims and his studio. Most of them work as stand alone stories, but some things will make more sense if you read them in the order they were posted. They are all fairly short, easy reads. I hope you enjoy them. As usual, the people and places are fictional. All characters are over...
NOTE: This tale was intended as a fantasy counterpart to 'Husks'. As such there is much ado about slugs and in general intimate creepiness that might not be everyone's cup of tea. * Queen Saphise drifted among the black foliage of her woods, its mists clinging to her voluptuous physique like a second skin. Tresses white as snow trailed behind each graceful...
I went into the set on a Wednesday morning only to find out that I didn't have a job anymore. I was an aspiring actor and usually made ends meet playing an extra. A few times I managed to get a part with actual lines, but I'll admit that my career wasn't going anywhere. I only got jobs to begin with because my sister Sara worked in the makeup department of a...
Hi all! I'm back with the next chapter of Home for Horny Monsters? New to this story? You'll want to start at Chapter 1. There's plenty of sex, plot, and monstergirls for everybody. This is currently Book Four, and this story is weighing in at almost half a million words at this point. Returning reader? So good to see you! My chapter posts are spread a bit...
Part 1: The Princess in the High Tower Breaking through the walls of the castle was the easy part. Vorpal's claws made quick work of the brick and masonry, like a child burrowing a questing hand into a sandcastle, and she tore her way inside. The soldiers had been alerted, of course. Around a dozen ran across the square from the guardhouse, joined by others...