All participants in these events were aged at least 18 at the time. * I attended an all girls private school which was a good school but it did have drawbacks such as the strict uniform code. The girls in the local comprehensive school could wear sweatshirts and trousers but we were forced to wear very traditional uniform which made us look the archetypal...
Ever since she was a little girl, she'd always believed in faerie tales. Always believed in magic, in wondrous stories and legends. Grandma had told her the stories when she was little: stories of places where strange, unexplained, even magical things happened. Separated from the world only by a thin veil of science and disbelief, a world of magic existed. B...
Arkady is not a popular person, and she loves it. It gives her time to read. Arkady is the best forensic language analyst in the blue states. Her time is occupied with codes, patterns, research, and puzzles. She is not capable of anything else. At a younger age she was thought to have a learning disability, but to her great luck, her mother called bullshit...
Memoirs of Kitty Siam -- The Flower of Carnage. For those regarded as warriors, when engaged in combat the vanquishing of thine enemy can be the warrior's only concern. Suppress all human emotion and compassion. Kill whoever stands in thy way, even if that be Lord God, or Buddha himself. This truth lies at the heart of the art of combat. -- Hatori Hanzo It...
This is the third chapter of the story of Alexander and Kate, and was by far one of the most difficult things I've had to write for many reasons I won't bore you with here. It went through three drafts that I was deeply unhappy with. I assure you, the next phase of the story is one I am excited to write, and it's thanks to my readers that I will continue wri...
As I lay in the darkness, I tried to make sense out of the past few days. I thought of the bizarre things I had learned about my mother, and the rest of my family for that matter, and the strange relationship she and dad and Louise had shared. It seemed to me as if mother had concocted this wild and crazy scenario for their lives and then, wasn't satisfied w...
Caroline lay in her bed in the dark. Her body was on fire after. The sensations she had experienced with her father and the lurid stories he had told her about her family whirled in her head like a tornado. Why had she waited so long to come on to him? How would he feel about her tomorrow after the way she had thrown her self at him? What would her mother sa...
A swirl of beauties moved around the stage at Joou in the red-light Shinjuku Ni-Chome district of Tokyo. The entertainment had moved into the evening gown portion of the night, where the lovelies paraded around, lip synching to a Peggy Lee song. Each of them had a moment in the spotlight at center stage, where the audience's favorites received the most appla...
This story makes more sense if you've read chapter 1 (it's short!). It features non-consensual themes, as well as violence of the non-sexual variety. *** Tamaryst's head felt as though it were spinning madly. She took a step forward, carefully navigating her way through the shattered bars that once divided the cell room in two, and followed after the cloak...
Gloom had over come the Vanderwall Estate when Duchess Elizabeth had come to live there. The house was in a crumbling state, lonely and in despair. Where once lavish decorations were proudly displayed now remained only tattered and ruined. In the most remote mountain region of the kingdom the palace stood proud and tall, now slumped by the erosion of the soi...