The girl was still in the throes of the orgasm of the mere touching of the being. Her eyes had fluttered closed, and upon reopening, she found him poised above her, his clothing melting from his body as if created from wax. Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes. He is beautiful, she thought, as she glimpsed his nude form. She could only see his massive...
You awake, the golden light inundates the sumptuous room, and you feel exquisite. You are naked lying on the heavy velvet bedspread, above you the painted ceiling depicts love scenes in the clouds, you believe you are immersed in the painting. The dark wood of the bed posts are carved with the same spiral pattern of the marble pillar on the balcony and the m...
Interlude I Mistakes "Office: Department for the Management of Extra regional Resources, Camor To: General Markou, Estan High Command (or Current Equivalent) Subject: No More Troops. To Whom it May Concern, They say the plains people of the south are the fiercest warriors in the entire world, not because they're tactical geniuses or they have sup...
(((***NOTE***this story is written in 3 perspectives that don't come across well in text formatting. enjoy it as it is))) She breathed the night, unseen as the mist began to curl about the tops of the trees, the air beneath cooling slowly as the sun set. From deep within the earth, she could feel the powers of Night and of Moon and of Man stirring. And she...
CHAPTER 1 DANYELLE JOINS THE MASTER Danyelle knew the decision to stay would mean that she could never truly feel the love of another man. She now belonged to her master and his love was all she would ever know. The sacrifice to commit to him was her decision and not one she took lightly. Their relationship grew out of necessity. She wanted to belong to so...
This story was posted a few years ago on another site under my pen name of mandil. * That night Vincent dreamed about the mysterious girl that had saved his life near the river. In his dream he saw her voluptuous breasts and her shoulder- length hair as she ran on her long slim legs with only a small piece of animal skin covering her lower body. He wasn't...
Chapter Four - Tequila Rose That evening Sabbina once more settled into the bed in the mirrored pyramid. As she sipped her drink and ate the magic mushrooms Peter attached the electrodes to her head. 'If they've registered nothing unusual so far it would seem they are a waste of time,' she said 'No way. Even a lack of evidence tell us something. . . . . An...
It was a chill night. The mists crept up from the lowlands to slip silently over trimmed and manicured grounds. Catherine peered through the open doors of her bedroom to the attached balcony. She watched as the gray wisps of the night mists slowly converged on the ancient stones of the castle. Fear fluttered in her chest as she listened for footsteps in...
Note: In old swedish folk lore there is a creature called Näcken, or The Man of the Stream that lurks in waters to drown the bypassers of his waters. Maybe some lost ones never actually drowned... * She took the same path she always did, through the forest, over the bridge by the falls and further up the mountain. At his time of year, when spring was very...
"You're what?" Natalie stared at her boyfriend, Mike, in amazement. "You're going where?" Mike stood with his back to her making a cup of tea in her tiny kitchen. The air was thick with tension and Natalie could feel her stomach contract with disappointment and fear. "I'm sorry, Nat...there's nothing I can do about it." "But...a whole month? In Scotland?"...