Princess Peach glanced up at the in-game timer hanging over her head. It was a constant reminder that, as much as she wanted to adjust her outfit, she just didn't have the time. Of course, the thought of pressing the pause button had occurred to the Princess, but that didn't exactly help much either. A flick of that switch and then the beauty would be left s...
The year was 2019. The people's revolution had taken place. The enemies of the people, the reactionaries, members of the bourgeoise and the tools of the imperialist government have been imprisoned. That included Politicians, journalists, media personalities and most of all, celebrities. To some, the death was quick. Others, however, still had some service to...
“Damn him to hell!” You shout as you toss your goblet in anger at the short and meek royal messenger. He quickly scurries out of your chambers as you throw your desk over on its side. Surely it wasn’t his fault, but the last few weeks has been full of disappointment and sorrow. It all began when your father, King Skall, died in combat fighting against one of...
Sharra had somehow expected the planet to be larger. In her dreams, when she finally looked out through the viewport onto the nameless homeworld of the Artificers, it always loomed on the screen like some sort of vast, unblinking eye. She pictured endless storms blasting its surface with lightning, blazing volcanoes that hurled molten lava high into the stra...
James was his name. Not Jim or Jimmy, Just James. To friends, enemies, lovers, haters: "James." He could have been a quarterback, at 6'3" with powerful muscles and eagle sharp eyes. He could have been a sailor, as his face showed a deep tan, and crinkles about his eyes. He could have been a lot of things, but he was only one: a spy. Not a "Bond, James Bon...
This is the edited, and I hope better, version of Ch. 2 in my April saga. I hope you will read my first story to get to know the plot and characters. I hope you like this, but as always am looking for any thoughts or suggestions of fellow writers. Let me know what you think and check out other chapters in the story as well. Thanks for reading! April tried...
Writer's Note: This story begins after the disappearance of Philippe Trufont in Vampires' Victim Disappears. * Lucius Carter sauntered down the sidewalk on Esplanade Avenue as the sun set over the French Quarter. He had no reason to hurry but did look forward to spending the night with his granddaughter. He reached the ancient brick building that had been...
The sun rose over the city of Boston. Like many of the city's denizens, I'm in bed. However, unlike most of them, this is where I'm going to stay. Oh, it's not because I'm lazy. You see, I'm a vampire. Yeah, one of the denizens of the night. There are quite a few of us around. The world thinks we're mere myth and to be honest, we prefer it that way. We let t...
This novella about a dysfunctional society of fictional dark elves includes descriptions of their sex habits, which are sometimes brutal, sometimes tender and often explicit. Sex is a part of any society, and is one of the themes of this story. But be warned it is not the only theme. Sex and romance are certainly present, but they do not pervade the entire n...
Aribor made his way through picturesque streets, which were becoming less than picturesque by the hour. Black smoke and grey wafted from homes and warehouses below. The sounds of screaming carried on the breeze as some of the occupants were denied exit by armed barbarians. These were Grumandrians in the places he passed. They were dark clad, in blacks and br...