When Lisanne first entered Malivar's chambers, she scanned his face, searching for an emotion she could work with. Excitement wouldn't help her. Neither would Lust. There it was. Nervousness. "My Lord," she said softly, and the man nearly started shaking beneath his layers of satin and jewels. He was nervous because of what had happened the last time he ha...
Author's note: this is an unapologetically nonhuman love story told from a twin perspective. This story, Grey-Eye, tells the story from the female point of view; its sister story, Echobright, tells the story from the male perspective. Enjoy. * * * The wind roared under my wings, supporting me. With a powerful downward beat I thrust myself forwards through...
Life Buoy for an Amputee or an Amputee Who Is a Life Buoy? A Romantic Revenge Story My special thanks to Szilvi, who fixed my grammatical mistakes and edited the first half of my story so well. The next five chapters part was fixed by my acquaintance from the scientific area where I work, unfortunately he died and abroadwarrior from Canada. The story is a...
Dawn was standing by the cruiser, waiting for more information on her daughter, when the radios crackled to life again. "All units, we have a pedestrian with injuries on Cripple Creek Parkway, crossroad McKnight." The Chief pointed to two of is officers. "Go," he said. "Caller reports victim is teenage female and was nude," the radio continued. "OH GOD, T...
"I still think this is a bad idea, Master." Dahlia droned over the sounds of Jack's hasty preparation and scribbling. She didn't really expect her warnings to affect Jack's plans in the slightest. "Magical Limb Augmentation," Jack enunciated as he wrote, not looking up from his notebook and ignoring Dahlia's complaints. "Test number three." Jack put down h...
Look at a map of the West Coast, and if you observe closely, you will see a narrow peninsular running out. It is about four kilometres in length and one kilometre wide. In fact, this peninsular is all but an island. At high tide, it is cut off from the mainland huddle of houses with their combined shop and post office and the rather shabby pub. A strip of s...
"You. Stole. My. Rope!" Alrek drew a dagger from his boot, eyes blazing. "Damn catgirls!" Anna blinked. She looked at Alrek, then at the strange cat-eared fey girl. The fey shrugged. "What? I didn"t know he was with you." She leaned in closer, giving a faint purr. Anna distinctly smelled catnip. "But not with you in that way, I hope. I want to have you a...
The snowstorm was expected to be a doozy so I drove down to the settlement to pick up some things from the food market and get a full tank of gas. I was using the pickup and Sweetie, my Brittany Spaniel, was sitting on the seat beside me on her blanket. She was already wet with snow. My plan was to drive back to the house but already I knew I would have to p...
Julie crouched between my legs hanging over the edge of our bed, with my left testicle in her mouth, her left hand stroking my shaft and her fingers flicking and rubbing my cock head. Her tongue flicked my left ball in her mouth sending streamers of almost irresistible pleasure through me. I shot a full load when she released my testicle, shifted position an...
Authors note: Hello, I am a new writer here and this is my first and serious attempt writing erotica, so if it sucks I apologize. This was an idea I came up with. They always make the female love interest beautiful etc- but what if she was ugly? How would that complicate things. I just wanted to twist around a cliche and see what I got. WARNING: There is a...