Annabel walked lightly despite the heavy tray she carried, down the hall towards the young master's room. Master Alexis lived on the third floor, well away his father's wing of the house. Both men preferred it this way, as Lord Eastmoor lived alone on his estate in remote Yorkshire out of a sincere desire for solitude. Or so everyone said. Annabel had lit t...
TRYING TO STAY QUIET IN A TENT IN A CROWDED CAMPGROUND... Interestingly, this started out as the least sexy/tantalizing of a whole list of ideas I had originally as far as themes/lead-ins for fantasies about you & me. It was the one I started on, because frankly I thought it was worth maybe a paragraph or two, but no more, and so was easily gotten out of th...
He's your roommate, I thought irritably to myself. Your relationship is platonic. But somehow, watching him walk out the door with Amelia, the busty blonde from next door, all of that logic flew out with them. I had been living with Max for a year now. We'd gotten close in an AbPsych class our sophomore year. Neither of us wealthy enough to support oursel...
It is pitch-black and darksome and poorly lit outside; outside of the car that is. The clouds too, just like the sky, are tenebrous and overcast and dusky and gray. I breathe out and suspire deeply and acutely as I look at them. Yes. Stian Elberd is perched and settled in this car of ours right next to me in the driver's stall, and when I gaze at him, he str...
She awoke with a dull pain at the base of her skull and her world covered in a fog so thick that it was like her mind was being smothered in a wet wool blanket. Her tongue was glued to the roof of her mouth. Her jaw hurt and as her body re-awakened, she was vaguely aware that she was kneeling on something, but her arms were bound behind her back and her legs...
John was still riding a high from the day before. Mundane tasks now seemed a bit more enjoyable. He was just flying through his day. And then Kat came whooshing into his office, gently closing the door behind her. "Boy, am I in trouble," she said, pulling up a chair beside John's desk. "What's up?" John inquired. "Abraham!" she belted out. "He is soo...
There was a soft knocking at the door, and a sweet voice calling, "Professor?" He glanced up to see a petite blonde hovering uncertainly in his doorway. She shifted back and forth between her feet, fingers tangled together behind her back, the picture of a college girl nervous to talk to her professor. There was something in her eyes though. "How can I help...
[Setting the scene: the events of this chapter take place as the Rohirrim ride to Gondor. Éowyn has defied King Théoden's orders twice: first by disguising herself as a man named Dernhelm in order to join the ride, and second by inviting Meriadoc to come with her. Only Marshal Elfhelm is aware of both Dernhelm's true identity and the order to leave Merry beh...
A/N: Unlike my gay incest story, this is more... fantasy oriented. Vincent and Nathan are the same Vincent and Nathan as they are in 'This Is Wrong...' but this is a story where their true forms show. Since they aren't 'human' in this one, I figured nonhuman would work out best as a category. I dig the idea of people critiquing my stories and telling me what...
Here’s a follow up to A Trip To Shell Island. I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know your thoughts etc and any ideas for future adventures. About a month after our trip to shell island Ann again dropped in unexpectedly. As before she’d fallen out with Angela’s father. The weather hadn’t been too good of late so we decided to spend the weekend at home. Ann...