"Uncle Stuart, are you saying the Irish were involved in the fighting as well?" Tom asked him. "Aye Tom, the Irish in question were the relatives of Laird Hamish MacDonnell, as well as descendants of the MacDonald's. They had a few castles on the north-east coast, one called Kinbane Castle, which means 'White Headlands', because of the white limestone of th...
The story has taken a darker turn, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. Chapter eight is in the works. *This one's for Laxmy, the woman who waits eagerly for my work. Thank you for your support * Kistle hurried up the stairs to the tower, feeling trepidation flutter in her belly. She had received a summons from him, ordering her to ascend the tower as qui...
Captured CIA Agent The CIA Agent had become separated from her squad during the raid on the Columbia drug compound. The goons had grabbed her and dragged her deep into the jungle. Now she lived in the confines of the compound of the notoriously brutal Drug Lord Sancho Martinez . Sancho could not believe his luck, that he now possessed a beautiful, educated,...
Prologue Tony and Stephanie's heads spun. No one had seen it coming. It had only been a week since they made their pledge to "always say yes" to any sexual desire the other had, and three days since Stephanie's 'girl party' had put the commitment to a real test. For the last three days, they couldn't help but blush and giggle whenever they looked at each...
David Makes a Call David Lindstrom wasn't sure he should be calling Sally Czarwitz but he had been bragging, so ... "Hello David," Sally answered somewhat quizzically. David was one of the many guys she had sex with in high school. Since graduation she had been having sex with as many as possible of the guys in her "stable" as she considered them. She hadn...
Quietly, Rene rose from her bed. She crawled to where Brianne was sleeping soundly and covered her mouth. The handmaid was startled from her sleep but stilled when she saw Rene's face in the firelight. The princess raised a single finger to her lips as she removed her hand from her friend's mouth. Brianne nodded and silently rose from her bed; she didn't nee...
Author's notation 1: As the title says, it's funny what life throws at you. I joined this site a little while ago and actually had a whole line of stories I wanted to put out. Not that I don't intend to still, but "inspired by real (and recent) events" (as the movies sometimes state), I felt this was more deserving as my first set of stories before I moved o...
The fever had lasted two days. The wounds on the harem woman's back had turned bright red with infection, and Cayn had been forced to use much of their limited water supply to clean them. Having spent so much of his life in the field, bandaging her wounds with the tattered remains of her clothing was second nature to him. His own tunic was all he had to clot...
"Brian, you're wanted in the bunker, straight away." Brian Palmer was surprised. As the youngest copywriter in the agency it was unusual for him to be summoned to the main conference room. He looked up at the man who had appeared in front of his desk. Eric Mansell was probably the best creative director in Perth. Anyone who could show up for work whenever h...
Maxwell walked thru the school hallways Monday morning. He could hear the whispers behind and around him and it was beginning to become annoying. Kennedy ran to catch up with him. “Maxwell wait.” Maxwell recognized her voice and waited for her to sprint to his side. “Hey Kennedy.” “Some weird stories are going around about you and a horse.” Maxwell gr...