Act Two: Secret Origins Chapter Two: Anything That You Can't Break The gloom of a New Moon twilight settled over long stretches of grassy, undeveloped commercial lots. The elevated highway loomed ahead, but the onramp was nowhere in sight. Dee flipped on the car's high beams, switched off the radio, and drove into the whistling wind, waiting for the other...
I have to tell you... none of us are named "Tink" or "Sugerplum," and we're nothing like you see in the movies or on TV. Don't look so surprised. Yes, I know about all things human. We don't live in some fantastical magical forest, we don't glow in the dark, and there is no such thing as "pixie dust." We live in the real world, just like you do. We're around...
(My thanks go to BONNIEBREA, for her editing. I've had a great deal of fun with all three chapters. I hope you all enjoy your read of this final chapter.) The folks had decided to return home. I wished I had some sort of news to tell them, but I couldn't reassure them: if I only knew as much as they did. It still took me a few days in my 'wondering what'...
***AUTHOR NOTE - If anyone's still following these, sorry for the delay. Real life has made it difficult to find time to just sit down and get these together. Some of the more puzzling aspects of the Garden will be answered in the next chapter or two after this(which will be the last yay!)and Sinspawn Ch. 03 should be coming soon. Also, manyeyedhydra fans...
Trixabelle tugged nervously at the hem of her skirt. It was a sick parody of traditional fairy garb, the pleats cut like leaves but slit far higher and cut far shorter than any fairy would wear back home. Not to mention that rather than being wrapped securely round her waist, it was tied at the sides with two, big flimsy bows. Pretty much the whole of the si...
Fair warning: This chapter gets fairly dark, and does not contain a ton of sex. We're entering the final chapters, here, and things are gonna get a bit rough. ~ ~ ~ ~ Jerrod, Senya and Merisi stood in a triangle, each at an equal distance from the other, in the midst of a 'chicken coop' that contained as many plush throw pillows as feathers. Buxom women wi...
Summary: A haughty elf is taught a little lesson about bigotry. Anyone who is under the age of 18, along with anyone offended by stories of a sexual nature or containing sexual situations or offended by the idea of mind control in any fashion, please do not read this story. Author's Note -- Wow, I just want to say, thank everyone for the kind emails! If yo...
Cindy, a precocious eighteen year old in her twelfth grade at high school, smiled sweetly at her mother and assured her that she would not stay out late. Clare, her best friend, also had school in the morning, so they would not leave it too late leaving the city centre. They would watch the movie, grab a McDonald's and catch the bus home before the riff-raff...
Are people always telling you that you are stupid? Wonder if they are right? Well here is a quiz to find out! Please answer the following questions honestly: 1.) Do you think you are always right? If your answer to the above question was yes, you are stupid. No one can always be right. If they were, we wouldn't need schools, courts, policemen and the Arme...
Kitten hadn't thought twice as she'd opened the cooler and removed the half-full glass of milk. Not a single hesitant thought had crossed her mind as she'd emptied the vial of holstaur milk into the glass and tucked it back in among the cheeses. She hadn't thought anything of the fact that Master would be guided there when he returned, that Bobbin would cert...