To all my readers who have followed me and all those who find this series for the first time with this chapter I want to extend my thanks for your feedback and comments. Every author says this at some point but until you've been in the authors shoes you don't realize how true it is. Feedback, comments, voting on our stories mean a great deal to us and we app...
Q: Why do you write erotica? A: Because if I didn't put sex in my stories, no one would read them. --Anonymous Part One. The Master hated these trips into London, but they simply could not be avoided. The Thief, so peculiar in his demands, would not meet with anyone else. This was perhaps understandable in the beginning, when he was completely unknown,...
Succubi absorb the life force of anyone they touch. Fortunately, our succubi were fitted with control collars that rendered them safe for hours of erotic pleasure. The lovely demonesses coaxed me to one orgasm after another, each time they greedily took my shafts deep into their bodies so that they would not miss a drop of my spirit energy. They also teased...
It will definitely help to have read parts one and two! Some sex in this part. SEVENTEEN "A man was here," Elaine told him at the front door, where she had awaited him. "I saw him walking across the yard towards the turbines." "I hope you didn't try to follow him," said Joseph with a worried frown. "No, I waited by the kitchen door with Bob; I knew he co...
I've leveraged the Hemingway canon for a few of my stories. And A Farewell to Arms is the only one left now. That is the definitive war novel; as iconic as The Red Badge of Courage. I was hesitant to try to cover it because we don't fight wars like that anymore. But my pal Richard Gerald talked me into at least looking at it. And in the end I saw that the...
My thanks as always go to those who look after me and find the holes I seem to leave in the storyline. To the Beta readers that give so much of that precious thing we call time and my editors that continue to point and laugh. Thank you all. ******* I woke with a start; my eyes had already scanned the room for threats before realizing that I was at home. Ex...
#0 I open my eyes and watch the last, hazy mist of my transition slipping away up into the air as my baptism into the Sisterhood of Light reaches its completion. "Yes, that was a lovely dip in a bath of saintly assurance," I say as the cream of my family's hard work oozes down every square inch of my naked surface and onto the sanctified cloth Mother uses...
Author's Intro: As with many stories, this could be placed in several different categories. It's built around a decidedly nonhuman encounter, so I went with that category. But it's really far more about the human responses to the encounter. One could also easily classify it as fantasy and perhaps even nonconsent (albeit in an unusual manner), so it's got tho...
Title A Day in Gotham -- 9 - Batgirl Wins 03 ((Authors Note -- This story follows 'A Day in Gotham - 9 - Batgirl Wins 02'. As with all multipart series, it's best read after the earlier episodes, but I've tried to make it stand on its own as far as possible. This is part 3 of what will be a four part story. In brief , this follows a part of Batgirl's li...
It was dark in the Xen-Nuchek mines, with weak lamps lighting the passage that led into the slumbering volcano. The tunnel led down at a steep incline; not quite enough to make the descent treacherous, but certainly at a sharp enough angle to raise the heart rate. John took the lead, with Alyssa at his side, leaving Dana and Rachel to cover the rear as they...