How I Met Your Mother: Loose Ends Mountford Police Station Monday 1:33 am Sitting alone on an uncomfortable chair in the small, cramped interview room, Susan Gosling felt that her world was falling apart. She had been dragged from her warm and comfortable bed in the middle of the night and been given scarcely any time to put some clothes on. Dressed in...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Sorry! This chapter may meander even more than usual as it is part of a collection of several short 'day in the life' journal style entries which have been linked together as each was too short to stand alone....
TLDR: Think of mutants from X-Men and Sirens from Borderlands in our world with sex. (I know it's not that good, so any advice or constructive criticism would be nice.) No one knows where exactly they came from. The very first officially recorded Siren appeared in 1968 as she saved a commercial flight from crashing in Oregon. The young woman was from the Uni...
Ana watched in shock. Peter had Candi lewdly impaled beneath him. Randi laid beside her to the left, her legs splayed, his right hand between them. She moaned almost as loud as Candi did. Not as loud as Bambi, though. She was on her hands and knees, head down, ass up, and Peter's left hand was between her buttocks. Ana could see his outstretched fingers, ru...
Sitting at a café table outside the front of a restaurant and enjoying the summer weather, three women chatted away while sipping at their drinks, laughing at each other’s jokes and small talk and enjoying the other’s company. And the three gathered quite a few stares from the nearby tables and pedestrians that walked by, after all… It’s not often you get to...
There were two kinds of New Year's parties at the Xavier Institute. The children threw their own, some chaperoned, some not, but all with the tacit approval of the staff. The twenty or so cliques of the school all commandeered various locations on the grounds and had whatever kind of soiree most appealed to them. An unlucky telepath or living computer on the...
This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain and I wrote it down. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. Please feel free to repost this in any non-pay site but it would be nice if you could let me know where. All characters used in this story are...
Emma Frost, Karla's best friend in New York, was the person Karla decided to celebrate her good fortune with. They'd grown up together, Emma the daughter of a wealthy scion, Karla the daughter of the help. Vassar had educated both of them and they'd both started psychiatric practices, New York barely big enough for the both of them. It'd been a while since...
How I Met Your Mother: A Long Weekend Dublin Wednesday evening Sitting in a hire car in a secluded side street, Keira realized that her latest target wasn't going to be as easy to take care of as the corporate executive she had killed in Monte Carlo less than a week ago. The office where Henry Rice worked as a one of Europe's most well versed trial lawyers...
A/N: This story commissioned from MayorHaggar, rewritten with permission to bring it in line with my personal style. "What would the rest of the X-Men think if they could see their leader right now, I wonder?" Emma smirked as she slowly walked towards the bed in her thigh-high boots. They completed the all-white ensemble. Tonight she wasn't merely Emma Fros...