Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...
Minutes after the cargo plane had lifted off and headed towards the Caribbean, Jamie realized the flaw in his plan. He had chartered a cargo plane from his home town. It was something he had done frequently before and it was like a bright, neon sign that said to Section and the French, "Jamie Jacobs is here!" He grimaced at his own stupidity and thoughtlessn...
Yikes!! Randi wants "magic" and "mystery" and I'm anything but magical and mysterious. So, I turned to my buddy Rick, at rkv330, who feeds me great ideas. I thought he'd lost his mind when he floated this one. But the man knows mystery. Of course, I also want to thank Randi, for her super editing, her vision and leadership - and, most of all for her friendsh...
Greetings, readers! This story is another one-shot story I've written for Literotica's 2017 Summer Lovin' contest. I hope you will read, and if you enjoy it, I'd appreciate a five star rating. Thanks for your readership! * "I don't know, Bobby... are you sure I'll like this?" "Come on, Jaime. Don't leave me hangin' girl..." "But, I'm not sure what to do?...
Author's note: This is the sequel to 'Captured.' It is recommended, though not necessary, that you read that story first, as it provides some background. "Val, come in here." She was in trouble again. Not that she didn't know her parents would find out, but she had hoped she would have a short reprieve between when she got home and when the news got there....
Sorry for the long wait on this one. To be honest I didn't think I had a part two in me. Guess I was wrong. Hope you like the story. Thanks Lostindavoid ***** Chapter One Wishing For Wings He judged the distance from his hotel balcony to the one adjacent to his. He stretched his arm out as far as he could but even with his longish limbs he couldn't touch...
"So is this something else on your bucket list, Spencer?" "I've never been a fan of that term, but yes, it is something I've wanted to do for a very long time. When Jeff was alive we talked about it several times, but with both of us working and him deploying so often, it just never happened, you know?" "I understand. And sorry about my insensitive choice...
Last one for a while. Another Hemingway title. I wanted to write a simple piece about two ordinary people. The theme is miscommunication. So, it belongs in Loving Wives. But I also see this as a Romance. Thank you for reading me. DT ***** Winner Take Nothing Life's ironic. You live your first years thinking you're special. Then you spend the rest of them...
© 2019 Victor Cabana It was just a lark. - - - - - On the first day of the last month of my college career I was cruising to graduation. With honors. My life was set. I had a great job lined up, and after Debbie, my high school sweetheart, and I reconnected this summer we'd get engaged. Two and a half kids, big house, happily ever after. All laid out. Bu...
The late spring sun came through the window, illuminating the dust motes drifting in the air currents. Cindy, my wife of three years, and I were recovering from a lazy afternoon lovemaking session. She tousled the thick hair on my chest, then lowered her lips to my nipple and suckled gently. "Are you thirsty, honey?" I joked. She raised her face and grinned...