Pre-Chapter Notes: I apologize for the delay in posting this chapter. I got caught up with things irl and was also slightly distracted by a game. Writing the in-between chapters before the grand finale of this arc is also proving to be harder than expected. To Anon -- the game is LoL TFT This chapter is sort of a filler, but as Finbar noticed in the previo...
Author's notes: Special thanks to Cecilia Martin for her invaluable advice on story content! Let's not forget Taco1085 for a super editing job...Thanks Larry! ***** This time Bob ported all four women directly to the second floor of the hospital where once again, he found both doctors ready and waiting. Asimah delivered her baby first and Bob named h...
The first thing that Alan noticed the next day was the cramp in his gut. He was so hungry it had actually awoken him. Slowly he opened his eyes to the morning light, finding himself wonderfully tangled up in a mass of arms and legs. He blinked hard for a minute trying to remember why he wasn't in his own bed. The previous night hung in his consciousness like...
White House, Oval Office Tell me what you know," President McKinsey says. "Marsha was found early this morning dead, a single stab wound through her stomach," Petroff states. "Has the media been alerted yet?" "Nothing official has been released. Senator Rustlin is using the situation to his advantage," Petroff says grimly. "Damage control?" "Working on...
A big shout to my sister in arms Seidah for bringing this story to me, and then helping me write it. Reigniting my passion for writing, after suffering from a flood of abuse and death threats she helped regain my confidence and passion. I will publishing more stories from now on. I love you sis! This is a story that contains offensive language, and it incl...
Note: I FUCKING LOVE ZAZIE! The Lost Lord Ch. 22 - The name of the game is stealth "Damn you, Emiel! I am going to rip out your intestines and strangle you with them..." Hissed the black demon, Xizaen. He unfurled his jet-black wings that contrasted against his tanned skin, in a threatening position. He twirled scimitar in the air, chopping at every projec...
Chicago, Illinois — 2006 Laresa sighed, unable to assist her Mistress due to the last command Hanna had spit out in a drug-fogged fit of pique. Just stand over there invisible and watch. Stay out of this. I can handle my fucking high, okay? Laresa shook her head sadly as she remembered the words, knowing they weren't true then, and certainly weren't true...
I have passed from the outermost portal To the shrine where a sin is a prayer; What care though the service be mortal? O our Lady of Torture, what care? All thine the last wine that I pour is, The last in the chalice we drain, O fierce and luxurious Dolores, Our Lady of Pain. ~ Algernon Swinburne: Dolores Deep, festering anguish swirls within my being; it...
***Meet Randi Farber. She's a young woman who's having a hard life and still manages to smile now and then in spite of the things which have happened to her. 0_o --------------- Book of the Forsaken Part 1 In the ruins of Palmyra, another servant awoke in darkness. Taken from an almost dead world by the same malefic race which had taught -- and used Dakh...
All characters are 18 years or older. I hope this piece helps clear up spots from the previous chapter. This was a fun piece to write. Please, as always, vote and comment and tell me what you liked or didn't like about this story. ***** Hotel Diabolique: I love old places. Whether they are stone circles, abandoned American Indian villages or hotels, yes h...