Foreword: This is another repost, and the companion piece to "Night Falls: Whitechapel", which I recommend reading first. Like that one, this is pretty historically accurate, and is my spin on what happened during the last days of the war in Europe as the allies closed in on Berlin and Hitler's bunker. This is purely a piece of historical fantasy, and is no...
The ship was pitching and rolling in heavy seas. Flashes of lighting punctuated the overcast skies soon followed by deafening booms of thunder. Rain was lashing the windows of the bridge and the wipers were having difficulty keeping up with the torrents of water. Suddenly a shout "Enemy vessels dead ahead, one about 800 yards and the other 1100 yards!" I c...
Lord Cal Kandor was an ostentatious man. However, he was also politically shrewd and highly intelligent. He knew just how to take advantage of the fact that his lands bordered the Dorian Kingdom to the southwest. He was also extremely selfish, greedy and sometimes outright cruel. Despite his young age and short reign, his selfish leadership style and persona...
Dear Reader, thank you so much for reading this story. It has taken nearly a year of my writing life to get the whole thing finished. This is Chapter 7 of 14 chapters and the total is over 250,000 words. It is my Dirk Diggler/Jack Horner act of hubris: my attempt to write an erotic adventure story that pulls you in with a story you want to read, even when th...
"Calm down Albel." Jen said holding his arm "I want to go see dad." Albel said jumping up and down Jen laughed it had been a year since Nick went to the front lines. Albel was 10 now and he was growing quickly. It has only been a year since the war started and it was taking a toll on both of them. Jen was not allowed to go fight with Nick because they thou...
"Stop right where you are you Cum-Guzzling Super-Slut!" K-Leigh stormed through the warehouse doors, dildos blazing. The super-heroine was wearing the trademark flame-red mask that would protect her identity and the extra-long cape that matched. Today she had chosen to cover her shaved pussy with the smallest white g-string she had, the matching bikini that...
************************************ This is part 3 of the Unto the Gates of Poazach trilogy. I haven't yet received a lot of feedback on much of my work, so I once again make this plea. Everyone who can spare the time, vote and comment to reflect your like/dislike of my work, it will really help me out as a writer. Thanks, I really appreciate it. ********...
I would like to thank RoadWarrior for editing. Thank you so much for all the time and effort you put into helping me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thirty years have passed. The vampires stood outside the city walls. They left their homes. They left their city. A new home awaited, somewhere. Marcus was one of them, now. He joined his father's army and h...
The Woles came through for us again, with another priceless piece of intelligence; the Crolians were going to mobilize before the first day of spring. Their armies would already be on the move when their declaration of war reached the Queen in Cercen. - "What's the point of that?" asked Colonel Neslann. "The roads will still be muddy, and they won't do mor...
Even though it was noon the sky was dark, turned black by the thick, black smoke of artillery cannons. Destroyed buildings, gutted out by fires and reduced to rubble by the Imperial Navy, peppered the once proud city. The platoon I was attached to have taken up residence in one of the more preserved buildings, its concrete body protecting us from the enemy's...