Prelude to The Perfectly Imperfect Marriage: Until Death Do We Part or Divorce. A descriptive definition that contradicts itself, what is perfectly imperfect? We're all perfectly imperfect in one way or another, with some more and some less to some degree than others. No one and nothing is perfect. That's life and that's the problem with being human. We al...
Ganymede was standing backstage, sweat pouring off of his face. All of the Gods were now seated except for the final all powerful four, and it was his job to announce them so that the evening could officially begin. Zeus and Hera sat impatiently in the Ruby Room waiting to be announced. Ammon-Ra and Hathor had arrived but were in the sapphire room, not wanti...
Jiri loved art; Jiri loved museums; and Jiri loved history. He didn't have much time for people, so he spent his days travelling, gorging himself on all the world had to offer. He had seen the large collections of Europe and in the United States long ago, and now spent his time searching small towns to find some piece or other that he had heard about in his...
Philip Westmont has samhainophobia, the fear of Halloween. So he spends Halloween in his bed, cowering in fear while his flat mates go out to a very interesting Halloween Party. They come back the next morning to tell him all about their adventures. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18...
What goes through your mother's mind as she delves into the forbidden, impassioned realm of romantic incest? Forced into a powerful sexual relationship with you, her son, the machines that brought you two together are discarded as nature's most intoxicating urges are fully realized. Your mother welcomes her fate as your emboldened lover, joining you on a ti...
You get a free stay at a new Bed and Breakfast that is themed, you do not discover that its not actually themed until , perhaps its to late. In this story, you will follow a group of people, ranging from 3 to 6. They are invited to stay , free at a new themed bed and breakfast, but when they arrive things get Fangy, being the theme is Dracula. The group does...
Welcome to Rome, the eternal city. A place of wealth, greed, ambition and lust.What's next? 653 B.C: Kingdom of Rome 509 B.C: Birth of the republic 216 B.C: Cannae 82 B.C: Sulla 73 B.C: Spartacus' Rebellion 49 B.C: Caesar's Civil War What's next? 653 B.C: Kingdom of Rome 509 B.C: Birth of the republic 216 B.C: Cannae 82 B.C: Sulla 73 B.C: Spart...
In a green-tinted, black orb were reflected the streets of Silvermoon. A scrying spell, meant to show her the validity of that absurd declaration she had just received. In those crimson rimmed streets of marble and magic that she had once died for, the people she once called her own were now engaged in endless acts of debauchery. Proud blood elves crawled on...
Tara ached all over. Her head throbbed so badly that she could not force her eyes open even though she had been awake for some time. She was cold, icy cold but she did not have the energy to pull the duvet higher. She was drained. It had been getting worse lately. The price she paid for using her gifts. For healing others. What had she been thinking yest...
*note to the writers: it is strongly encouraged to add or edit new chapters. this is my first story in writing this on a platform I'm unfamilliar with**art by: tincek marincek* as you gaze upon the starry night sky, you breathe in the cool crisp air. the wind gently caress your face, sweeping away your hair, revealing your red right eye. as you look around,...