Author's note: DG Hear and I worked together doing the "Back Up Buddy" and "Hey, Joe!" stories and then collaborating on "Wish Me Luck, The Sequel." This was in addition, of course, to our stories in the two writing invitationals I put together on "This Bed of Rose's" and "El Paso." So we decided to try it again. DG is writing a story based on Gretchen Wil...
You sit in your chamber, recalling all of your struggles and triumphs. The deaths of your rivals, the scheming that placed you next-in-line to be Grand Warlock. Surely, you had to make some sacrifices and betray more people than you can count on both hands, but soon you would wield absolute power within the cult of Grevakhnu. A devious smirk crawls across yo...
The Master of the Realm was in the library, trying to look nonchalant. But I knew the difference between him reading a book and waiting for me to show up. I trudged in and dropped my satchel on the floor. The noise of it hitting the tile cut through the room. He didn't look up from his book. "So?" he asked. I shrugged. "They bought it." A smile crawled...
Epilogue - The Old Crooked Tree I am here. I was old before this story began, I am ancient now at its end, but if I don't tell it, who will? As it turns out, priests and pretenders, sycophants and Welshmen, they'll all have a go. They queue at the door. But no-one can forget truth as easily as me and make lies up to compensate, painting pretty tales on pa...
Deep in the depths of night, I can feel you watching me. Standing in silence, waiting for me to sate your need I can feel your pull; a beast clawing against restraint, an animal that will lift its head and take me as prey. I find my footing once again in that darkened hallway. The only light piercing the dark is a flickering glow from a single candle. I am d...
Fluorescent. That was Kirstein's first thought as the man loomed over her body. His hair, such a vivid blonde, had drawn her gaze as he'd walked through the darkness towards her bed. Her thoughts stilled, her mind unable to focus as he reached out for her. He placed his hands on her shoulders, pinning her physically in place, though she had already been impr...
Note, this is a true story. After around 10 years of reading stories on here, I thought I would share my experiences that have just last weekend, started to become a reality. All names have been changed for anonymity. * I met Cat in 2007 in a nightclub, her asking me for a light. She was 22 and I was 23. She was absolutely stunning, red hair, slim, but wit...
Hello from Arthur! Thanks for all the positive feedback! This is actually a story I started on sometime back that was just sitting quietly in a folder growing cobwebs. I have just been going through and proofing them, and doing some minor edits. This chapter, however, I've done a bit more editing and adding detail. I plan to do so with the upcoming chapters....
Chapter One - Introduction She was an only child, the daughter of a Chinese father and German mother, she was born in France, her parents christening her Alicia. Her parents loved her and raised her carefully and lovingly. She was four years old when I met her for the first time. I was twenty five at the time and a friend of her parents. Alicia was a happ...
Ariela, Queen of her recently conquered Northern lands, sat perched on her jewel-studded throne reading the letter through, again and again, trying to decide if what it claimed was true. He had been found, it said. She had fought hard in a brutal conflict to reclaim her stolen throne and with it the Kingdom that she now ruled in a new budding empire of dar...