Part 1: The Prelude Let me start out this story by vehemently saying I believe in love. Sappy I know. I believe in love between a man and a woman (or a man and a man or a woman and a woman, for that matter). I love being married, sharing my life with one person, raising a family. I would not for a second trade the life I have and the committed relationship...
[This is a non-erotic tale. Seriously. Non-erotic. Stay away if you want sex here. These are not the words you're looking for. This is literally the darkest thing I have ever written, and it is totally unrelated to all of my other works. You have been warned.] * Gregor Samsa had awoken one morning to find that he had been transformed into a giant cockroach...
Greg suggested we should go out for a special dinner to celebrate it being two months from our first day; the second monthversary if you will. Much as Greg admitted to caring about what I wore, he almost never tried to influence it. So it was unusual when he gave me strict instructions what I should wear for the night – my red Brazilian bikini under the low...
- For the lady Hannah - As Hunt-Lord Prime for more than half his life, and First Tracker to the Palaces' convoluted inner circle of convecting power blocks – few could compete, or would indeed contest his knowledge of amassed experience, not when it came to things his senses knew, or could interpret from the nuances he saw, within that which he picked up o...
I Fought The Law, and We Both Won...Sort Of... (c)2012 Daniel deLaire It's about 8:30 on a Thursday morning, and I am driving along the back roads, away from the highway with the others making their way to wherever it is they're off to. Most of them are headed to work. I am not. I work long, hard nights at the Kwik Mart near my house so my day, thankfully,...
[Author's Note: This story is a short tale inspired by fantasy cartoons like Avatar: The Last Airbender and video games like Skyrim and Oblivion. I got some feedback saying that my stories should be longer, and to those who feel that is the case, I urge you to check out my multi-part stories "Spoils of War" and "Monster Girl Adventure." As to why I have so m...
Author's Note: this will be the first in a series of stories I'm aiming to be shorter than my usual offerings, focusing on smaller cast of characters in the Surefoot universe. So, you may not get as many words at a time, but I'm hoping to get them published more frequently. ***** Meeting Hall, Summer Palace, Cascaran Province, Planet Nekros: As she wat...
Author's Note: This is the final chapter, before the epilogue. Those of you who don't want to know what happens with Kate and Rebecca (and apparently there are some), can read to the end of this, and still get the whole of the central plot. ***** "What makes you so sure this is where it's headed?" asked Kate as they drove away from the hotel. They were pa...
All characters are 18 years or older. * * * * There had been many beautiful women through my office in the last four years, but I couldn't recall this girl's equal. She wore almost no make-up and she didn't need any; her skin was near translucent. She was, maybe, five feet, nine inches tall, and weighed about 120 pounds. Her breasts were nice B's and they...
At 52, Cate still had long, lustrous hair, bright blue eyes, and silky-smooth skin. Her body could be described as buxom, and she definitely had it in her to still turn heads when she got herself fixed up. Her marriage to husband, Mark, also 52, had hit some bumps. Over the past few years they'd generally moved apart. And each had an affair or two in the mix...