Hello! If you're just joining me. Nice to meet you. I'm the M. in C.M. Moore and when I'm not writing on C.M. Moore's Ice Era Chronicles with my better half, I'm here playing around. For some reason, I'm into aliens with tentacles right now. (Take off your judgy-pants.) I've written An Alien Love (Book 1) and if you're confused, I suggest you go back and rea...
Somewhere in the unknown eastern hemisphere in the Indian Sea, beyond Mauritania and the Ganges, was a place that the ancient geographer Ptolemy called the Isle of Satyrs. Legends say that no one appeared on the island during daylight, but at night great fires could be seen and the confused and barbaric sounds of flutes and drums could be heard. The nature o...
Sunbeams danced upon the ripples of Sydney Harbour. A warm gentle breeze caressed Astrid's bikini clad body; wisps of blonde hair escaped her hairclip and tickled her shoulders. The young woman wandered along the seashore, relishing the refreshing coolness of the shallow water as it lapped her ankles. Her mind wandered back to a similar lonely day so many ye...
Night Falls – Part 5 The servants had gone, the child taken carefully from her father’s arms and a still had gone over the household as the excitement of the day settled into the routine sleep of such a late hour. The cracking of the fire in the hearth was the only thing that broke the quiet so deafening after the earlier dramatics. The young Lord was slu...
'Master didn't make it. Maybe it was the hunger, excess copulation or hopelessness that led to his demise. I wasn't sure whether to laud or grieve this situation. On one hand, I was free of his physicality and yet I missed his companionship. It was shocking to find him motionless one day after spending years inside this hideous dump. However, the most import...
This story is based on the song of the same name by Cypress Hill. It's my interpretation of the song's meaning. I took poetic licence with the ending and used another of their songs, One Last Cigarette as an ending. There is no sex in this story but it's not for younger eyes due to the type of story it is. Inspiration for the story was very much in the vein...
Author's Note: As a joke, I'll eventually make a list of foods I find to be horrifying within this chapter. If you enjoy any of these foods, then that's fine. You do you. I'm not trying to offend anyone or their culture. I eat lots of weird stuff too, like boiled peanuts, fried alligator, frog's legs, eel, octopus, and squid. Then again, weird is a subjectiv...
It is dark, and cold. I don't know what time it is, to my eyes it is merely dim. Adjusting the swords at my sides I sigh quietly. Guard duty is so very boring, especially compared to my usual duties: stalking and assassination. However I am the best at what I do hence the guard duty. I am known simply as Shadow Guard. The only thing that distinguishes me fr...
I was at home taking a shower when suddenly the shower curtain popped open. My step-brother had pulled the curtain while my step-dad snapped a photo of me naked, with my own camera no less. I had been living with these clowns for over a decade. My mother divorced young, remarried and then went to jail for writing bad checks. She wrote a lot of them. Since...
A cold rain fell in the great sluggish river and rooftops of Budapest turning them to gleaming black masses like the backs of immense beetles under the amber lights. Among these sleek boxes walked a woman in a long black coat that glistened with rain. The face rimmed by her shiny red hair was youthful yet severe, pouting with indignation at the weather and t...