Bella stood with her spear poised and ready. The cruel bronze tip gleamed half a metre in front of her eyes; the smooth wooden shaft felt perfectly balanced in her hand. Arrek had taught her how to handle a spear. The memory of his lessons slipped vividly into her mind, almost as clearly as though he were once again standing just behind her. She could imagi...
Constance wasted no time explaining what she expected of the three boys in her new CFNM-run household. To Herbert it seemed as if he was entering into a kind of twilight zone world, but without all the attendant horrors that were sometimes a part of that often malignant universe. As he watched his stepmother proceed through a laundry list of items she had c...
Dear reader, After completing the fifth part of this story I thought I was done with it but I received many messages asking me to continue with the story. Thanks guys. I love you. In deference to your wishes here is part 6 and... I hope you will enjoy this part also. Please remember to send your comments and don't forget to vote. Take care. Saheb...
Story edited by DaveT. I would like to thank the editor for doing a great job with the editing of my story. I have made some minor changes after the edit. If there are any errors in the grammar, it is my doing. I hope you enjoy the story and I am open to any comments. Enjoy. Chapter 1 I waited and gazed at the prison gates, the same gates which I saw four...
***Fairytales can come true - it can happen to you. If you think that you might want a demon. 0_o ---------------------- Book of the Forsaken Part 4 In the still-smoldering mountain of rubble and debris that was once the warehouse district of a part of Lozenjellis, there was a pair of beings struggling for survival. For well over a few days, they'd been...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** London, England The private jet had left Miami around 11 PM to begin a long flight into the night. The next stop was over the pond and into an airport for London. Steven wasn't used to flying alone on a plane, t...
This is the fourteenth episode of my unreliable memoirs and brings to an end the story of how I met and married Lesley. Each episode can be read individually but it helps to have read the previous episodes in particular the first three parts of our trip to France. I didn't realise when I started that it was going to take so long to tell this part of the tal...
Even though this is the beginning of the second trilogy about Mark, Lydia, Snowy, and Swan, it is a direct sequel to Snowy's Visit Ch. 03 and the story continues practically instantly. Reading previous chapters is highly recommended if you want the full story and want to know more about the characters. * * * I opened my eyes the next morning, and it took m...
This is essentially a romance story set against a background of international drug dealing with the occasional side plot of the usual mayhem. Paranoia: (Pron. para-noya) noun; a mental disorder marked by the unjustified belief that one is being persecuted, usually accompanied by megalomania and insane distrust. Paranoid (Pron. para-noyd) adjective; als...
Another reader request; this is my take on a very overused trope. Hope you enjoy it! * * * The waves surged, in and out, like foamy grey rolling pins flecked with seaweed, and between the ominous-looking water and the gritty snow on the sand under my feet, I couldn't help but wonder what the fuck I was doing here. Ah, but then I felt the chilly fingers...