The United States of America had been a joint Cryptozoic ideal. Abrahamic religions had begun sweeping across the world, and the old Gods had seen how quickly they could fall away from any power at all if their worshippers were cut down in war ... in fact, tolerating conversion almost seemed better because where was always the hope that the old ways would st...
A Wider Sky: Beyond Eclipse Series by Talyis Bagley Ellison Copyright first edition 2013, 2015 Chapter 15 After Windsor's class, I got a private message from Haazic on my social scroll. My arm was suddenly laced with Lance's while we walked back to the dorms together. He held my arm tighter to his and hummed taking advantage of our closeness to glance at...
The zombie apocalypse didn't quite happen the way Hollywood had always imagined it, even in the more recent incarnations that tended to be more sci-fi than supernatural. To be sure, there was a viral epidemic that caused the gradual loss of higher cognitive functions and an abnormal appetite for meat. In the later stages, that hunger would even specialize in...
Not an actual story, just a guide I hope someone finds useful. Character: Important characters require backstory, beliefs, and personality. The quantity of detail depends on the level of importance. Not all characters require back story, there is nothing wrong with "throw away" characters. The most important thing needed for writing characters is empathy....
Sci-fi... science fiction. The very word conjures to mind spaceships, intergalactic civilization, laserbeams and robots. Or, maybe it just conjues up images of slightly overweight nerds in glasses who are obsessed with TV shows and live in their parents basement. Which is unfortunate, even if there is some grain of truth in it. I'll admit it. I'm a little n...
The wife is enjoying herself over dinner, looking at her instagram feed or twitter feed or something. Her mind is only half on her food. My mind is fully on her food, because most of my dinner derives from her food and has yet to arrive on my plate. I'm hungry, but she probably had a big business lunch. I've had a busy day shopping. I bought the hand tied sa...
I am huddled in my dressing gown, sitting in the antechamber. My body is criss-crossed with red marks; the proof of my recent flogging. I have orgasmed twice while being whipped, and I am drained. Possibly twenty minutes later, there's a knock on the door. It is John. "How do you feel?" he asks me. "Okay." I am not able to form coherent sentences. "T...
Monique woke up in a panic. The orange flip flops were going to take over the cow kingdom unless she poured coffee on a daisy. It made no sense, but it was still an alarmingly apparent thought. However, a cup of coffee didn't seem half bad. She pulled the yellow, chevron blanket covers away from herself and hopped off the bed. With absolutely no grace, she...
While masturbating and fantasizing about female domination and tease and denial I found myself conjuring up situations that would call for the most extensive and merciless orgasm control imaginable. It was surprisingly difficult to come up with scenarios that were both sustainable and, if not believable -- and let's face it, what scenario in which a woman pl...
Cupid stood in the darkest shadows of the candle-lit room, not that the couple enjoying an Italian dinner in front of him, Shelly and Mark, would be able to see him anyway. He was Cupid, almost always invisible to human eyes, an angel of heaven and the prince of love. Throughout each year, decade, millennium, he kept busy matchmaking and inspiring romance be...