I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement they always give me. As I've been known to fiddle with stories, after they've seen it. I take full responsibility for the content and any cock-ups in this story. While I'm at it, I think from now on I'm going to thank all my friends out there, w...
Magdalena sat staring at her fingernails, which seemed to hold a breadth of amusement for her tonight. They were painted a cotton candy pink for once, instead of her usual hooker red. She had aimed for a softer, lighter approach. Being different. Hopefully, luring the interest of anyone she might have previously forced to back off by her obviously affront ma...
I have been wandering my villa like a ghost, reliving the past and narrating my loves to empty rooms. Writing this has seemed like recording the memories of a woman who no longer exists, like a desperate attempt to prove I was ever here at all. The pages of this manuscript have consumed me in recent weeks. I realize that I have been slowly removing myself fr...
Author's Note: This is a story based on the setting of Monster Girl Quest, a series of games created by Torotoro Resistance. It revolves around a certain character who (at the time of writing) has yet to actually appear in the games, so far only being depicted in a character profile and a single image. My portrayal of said character is more in line with my o...
The crowd surged towards me and I experienced a momentary sense of panic as I felt myself carried along with the momentum. Everyone seemed to be shouting, and ahead of me I could see massed ranks of men dressed in long brightly coloured robes, their faces covered in coloured paint. They were brandishing swords and as the bright light of the sun caught them,...
He was nervous, and she liked it. He was so cute. But of course he was not just cute; he had a hard young body that her husband no longer had... or ever had, really. Actually, it had been a long while since she knew her husband's body in any detail. The last time they had "sex" was on their anniversary last year, but it was in the dark, and more of a yearly...
The fire burned with a fierce determination against the hot humid air. It had managed to capture some of the colors of the spectacular setting August sun with its yellow and orange flames. William Duplessis shared his line of sight between the dancing flames and the ever expanding night sky. He hoped to be able to witness the Perseid meteor showers the way h...
THE PHOTOGRAPH "Oh, my Gawd, no!" "Josiah, I'd prefer it if you didn't use such language." "But Maw, I don't like havin' my photograph took." "How do you know? You've never had it done before," Miriam Davis said, with as much patience as she could muster. "Why do we have to have our picture took?" Willie asked, in the slightly sulky tone his mother hate...
The night was exceptionally cold, but Sabin didn't mind. It was cleansing, crisp and somehow exactly what he needed tonight after the long week. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he walked his normal walk. Past the coffee shop with all the late night college students trying to read for tomorrow's... today's classes, down under the tracks that circled the...
She was a young woman, still but a girl. She felt very young as she stood, waiting to experience something the thought of which quickened her heart and moistened her woman's core. This was her first time. A solo test that, if she passed, would allow her to join that elite group of women at the Palace. The Choir. Many tried. Few passed. She did not fully und...