Disclaimer and Warnings: As with this entire series, all scenes of sexual acts involve more than two people. If you don't like that, don't read this. Simple? So enjoy ; ) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Chapter 3: The Unholy Princess The deck of the Bleeding Heart was in complete disarray as the giant tentacle of Leviatha...
"What transpired there, Gaius?" He asked me this, as if it were a mere question of circumstance. In truth my answer would bring about more punishment upon me than if I were to lie outright to this simple watchman... Except that I knew this particular guard, and he was, in point of fact, a dear childhood friend of mine named Oswin. "Would you believe the tal...
The evil that oozed from the man was an incredible turn on. His naked form was pleasing to her as well. She traced his pectoral muscles. "Perhaps we should go to another section of the mansion and you can tell me more of what just happened..." He smiled at her. She was pleased that his attraction to her was just as deep. "You are certainly aware of what pur...
Lord Marchington's Staff. If truth be told I was dreading my return to Marchington Hall, my brother Charles the Fifth Baron Marchington was barely cold in his grave before I found myself dragged from service overseas to oversee his estate, though in truth it was no longer his but mine. He left his dear wife Marjorie, as frigid an ice maiden as ever walked...
Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy, set in a world of magic. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work wherever it is posted. If found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Darkniciad 2007 The villains in this story are truly evil, and their actions prove it....
Once upon a very very long time ago, a woodcutter, his wife, and young daughter lived in the forest next to the village that surrounded a beautiful castle. The man was a very very good woodcutter and his wood was highly valued by all of the ladies in the village. Each morning the woodsman would wake and load his wagon. His wife and daughter would give him...
Chapter Ten Someone familiar was walking under the awning towards me. It took a moment but I realized it was Valerius, the Roman I'd seen when Alessandra took me back through centuries to the accord. He still looked like he was thirty, but his hair wasn't brutally short, and he wore jeans and an open Hawaiian shirt. I stopped and stared as did he. "You ha...
Leah. Leeeee-ah. She moaned fitfully, emerging from a sleep that felt as deep and dark as Goodman Miller's millpond. Leeee-ah. The voice, crooning. And then a laugh. A laugh that seemed familiar. High, shrill, tittering, a laugh like rusty nails and icicles. Pain. Sharp and twisting. At the tip of one breast, then the other. Leah gasped. Something w...
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