Chapter 9 The bright night sky was painted with the storm twirling gales of snow under the bright moon. Talyis stood baffled, watching Novak run through the gardens to the stables. The blanket of snow scattered as he ran. The cool air crackled with tension. The celebration within the castle halted when the two watchmen came in yelling, "Attention! Stop th...
Author's Note: I want to thank you guys for reading and all the comments, emails, and feedback you guys have given me. You guys inspire me to keep going. ***** Denise woke up to an empty bed, but she could still hear Stefan in the kitchen. For those few seconds she could honestly see the appeal of a blissful domestic life, with maybe a few children running...
I hardly recognised him when I saw him. I had been idly sitting on a bench along the river path about halfway through my daily walk when a guy came strolling along dressed in a business suit, which is unusual along the path where casual clothing is the norm. It is customary for people to greet each other, even strangers, along the river path so I glanced u...
Katherine had found about a public charity donation event by the slightly annoying medium of a brightly-colored flyer under her windshield wiper. It was being held at the slightly rundown building where she’d once rented for a week as a gallery for her art. Appropriately, the building was covered in graffiti. She had gathered up some old clothing and canned...
[Author's Note: I'm so sorry for the delay. Again my crappy computer crapped out on me...AGAIN! I explain everything on my blog also a little contest on there as well. Please forgive me and enjoy. :-)] * Denise couldn't quite put a finger on Stefan and she kind of liked that about him. She stood in front of her tall mirror getting dressed to pick up Delia...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Reader feedback was to continue with this series. Thank you! Reminder: This series contains straight sex, bisexual sex, gay sex and incest. ***** THE CRUISE -- DAY ONE MARGARET'S MORNING TREAT Dustin woke up first with a piss hard-on that wouldn't quit. He looked at Margaret and she looked so vulnerable in her naked state. Her pussy hair...
"Does he know I'm coming?" Delia asked. She pulled her fur hood closer around her. The winter winds still swept down the mountains onto the fragile city. She pulled off her gloves and touched her mount's shoulders. She sent a wave of gentle heat and assurance. "Of course he does, don't be silly," Reeve answered her. He was the only one who spoke to h...
Chapter 8 Five months later... The pitter patter of rain hitting the metal roof of the castle gave way to the plops of puddles on the bedroom terrace. A breeze of fresh cool air made the curtains in the room float like phantoms. Lovers lay on either side of the bed, back to back, extreme opposites; not touching each other, allowing a chasm of bitterness se...
CHAPTER 11 The Talons of a Dark Heart She could hardly feel the air entering her body; it felt as though her lungs were filled with muslin. Bells clamored constantly in her head and only worsened when she pried her eyes open. The daggers of light were like needles shooting into her very pupil. She could only hazily see where she was. A red and gold tapes...
Thank you all so much for following this tale. Here is chapter four. I hope you enjoy it. Please understand this is a fictional story. None of the people are real. They are complete figments of my own imagination. This story has a long build up, so if you are looking for a quick flash and burn, please read something else. Thank you once again and enjoy. IR2R...