Author's Note: This establishes the story context behind my other work. Non-erotica and purely setting establishment. If you want to skip to the erotic content please check out the main series. *** "The king is dead!" Bells rang while the citizenry fled the citadel. Mothers held their children tight while Fathers called for arms. Soldiers ran every which...
Chapter 8 The room contained two women and eight men, including me. We were in a shack in the middle of the jungle, less a room than a box. Ten people to take out an army. I liked those odds. No one ever woke up one day and said, "I'd like to be an assassin," at least not out loud. If I had to put our job description down on paper that would be it: assassi...
Edited by Wicked * Darkness crowded the room, barely kept at bay by the light of the candles. The outlines of the room were lost in the famished shadows, which were waiting only for the candles' surrender to engulf the whole of the room. The acrid smell of the incense choked the air, oppressing the atmosphere and curling in an almost predatory manner aroun...
After Lydia and I sought out Klimmek, we returned him his satchel. It was the late evening now, and all of Ivarstead was in a tense edginess. Surprisingly, there was a couple more wailing noises from the barrow last night, and the guards were all on alert. It reminded me about Wilhelm's request for us to check out the ruins, but I was so tired after the hike...
When I woke up in The Midnight Hotel things were different there was someone there. He was signing out and I went up and confronted him. "Who are you?" He glanced up and smiled. "Oh hey. You're the other one who stays here, huh?" "Yes? You too?" "Yeah. What's your name?" "... Rise" "Rise huh... Fitting... You can call me Gates." "How many times have yo...
Sophia's sister, Regina, comes for a visit to meet Jimmy Continued from Chapter 07: I was startled awake around 9 am, which is late for me but I was up late having sex with and making love to Sophia. Normally, I'm up by 5 am. Emma was sitting on the edge of the bed staring down at me. I figured Sophia was already in the shower. Only, I hoped she made coffe...
"We have to go," I said. If I thought the evening was going wrong before, it was nuclear-war-level wrong now. I shouldn't have killed Carter. I was a dead man walking with no way out and no way to fix it. This was about as wrong as an evening could go. Katie stared at Carter, then at the body, her eyes going back and forth between the dead. I kicked CJ awa...
HI everyone, This is my first post on Literotica. To make it simple: I'm hot with vampires, not the Twilight type, but the fangs and capes type. This particular story is sort of very loosely based on the Dickens Christmas Carol. So let me thank him here to have inspired this little story to my twisted little mind. I'm really looking forward to your comm...
A lot of people wake up and curse their lot in life, thinking it's not easy to be in their shoes. Man, they should get over themselves already. If they're alive to complain, then things can't be that bad. If things were that bad, they wouldn't be around to complain. They'd be dead. Just take it from me, a dead guy. Well, technically I think I am undead. In m...
"The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and the other begins?" -Edgar Allan Poe, "The Premature Burial" *** Wallace dreaded nothing more than being alone in the dark, here of all places. Clarence had the lantern, and although he was an old man he was faster, so Wallace had to run to kee...