I guess growing up in Northern Ireland during the troubles makes a person wary, doubtful and even suspicious of people we know and love. However, I was never suspicious of the love of my life, my sweet wife, Shivon. That morning I had just returned from a business trip the night before. I was gone almost a fortnight and was too knackered to unpack when I go...
This story is complementary to the ones called "Epistle To My Captain", written by RedHairedandFriendly. Due to the recent tragic passing of Colleen Thomas, aka "Colly", I dedicate this particular one to her memory. This is part of the "Epistle To My Lady" series that I have been writing, in conjunction with RedHairedandFriendly. I have had a lot of pleasure...
~Over in my corner bound and gagged as always. Master has brought me here for weeks but I haven't seen the place once. Always blinded by a bandana, I'd walk the same path over to a chair, my hands tied behind me and legs spread and tied as well. I tried to protest to find a ball gag forced into my mouth. His hands and voice I'd feel but recently someone else...
Silvertree Chronicles Book Five, From the Brink Synopsis: The distant and last living elven heir of the Silver line Jarronus,via Silvertree steps into the unknown shoes of past blade wielder hero and champions over a millennium since the dragon's return. The Silvertree line on the brink of destruction and once again the Gods look to call upon the family of...
There was no reason why she shouldn't have been able to sleep, but Charisma found herself walking through the semi-dark halls of the manor anyway. Three in the morning never seemed as lonely as now. It was his fault. Had he not kissed her before walking out of the kitchen, she would have been able to think of something else, anything else. But 'lo and behold...
Please Comment. My work is inspired by your words. I want to hear what you think. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter Two Tonight, was a night he had taken considerable special effort to get together. Asking his mother if he could borrow her car was the final touch to the outcome he had in mind. She had acquiesced...
I would like to thank findingmyvoice for all of her hard work making this story better. There is no explicit sex in this story. Please take the time to vote and comment. Feedback is always welcome. -------------------- The tires were disintegrating beneath me as I rolled through the gears coming out of the carousel. Hitting over two-hundred miles per hour...
Note- All rights to James Bond movies owned by EON Productions, and the novels by the estate of Ian Fleming. This is a parody made for fun only. xxx For Angela Scoular, RIP. x Northern France, 1969. Just an hour earlier James Bond had met the most beautiful woman in his life, and now she was here in her hotel room, naked in the big double bed. He had...
If BDSM bothers, then I strongly suggest you DON"T read this chapter. When voting, I want to be rated on how well my writing is, how imaginative you think it is and not someone's personal opinion on a lifestyle many people partake in. We must all realize that we are all different. BDSM is not one person treating another cruelly, but two people agreeing on a...
There was a light in the dark that pulled at her to approach. There was something beautiful about the light; it shone blue in the daylight, and as she approached, Xan smiled at the flecks of silver that floated within the beam of light. Immediately her thoughts went to Liam and the glitter in his eyes when he looked at her. Her stomach warmed pleasantly at t...