The sky overhead was flooded with dark angry clouds threatening to drown the earth in its deluge. Bolts of lighting split the sky providing glimpses of what was coming over for the city of Joten. Gibbering, screaming, laughing and chanting the green skinned brutes could be heard over the thunder and howling winds. They could be heard for miles but Joten wasn...
A lot of people define themselves by their job, which is why, when they get fired or a certain job no longer exists, some people self-destruct. Me? I define who I am. Everything else, from institutions to people and places, are temporary. The name is Xavier Champlain, X.C. to my friends, and I'm a young black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Got a...
Had I known the horrible thing that fate had in store for me, I would have passed right by, no—run screaming from, the old cathedral on Ninth, and changed my ways on the spot. But fate has an annoying way of keeping secrets until it's too late. Making my way home from Turner's Tavern after cashing on a sweet deal—I'd set up old Farley good—he wouldn't be...
English is not my native language, and this is my first story ever in which I didn't skip over the sex scenes. Constructive criticism is very welcome! This story is a bit long, if you're looking for quick satisfaction you might want to read a different one. The story is, of course, copyrighted. Do not republish it without my permission. – EchoLaLia ----...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.All characters are oven 18! I grabbed a small hide bag, filling it with as much food as it would carry and made my way into the forest. It was s...
This is the final chapter of A Taste of Slavery, sort of. I'm sure the characters will appear elsewhere at some time, as long as I keep writing BDSM. There is a bit of explanation at the end which I think is enlightening, talking about my writing process somewhat. I think you'll enjoy it. This chapter contains, oral, anal, lesbian, interracial and group sex....
Copyright Nora Quick 2012. As always, I welcome comments and feedback! ______________________________________ "Again!" Morrigan cried and I swiftly turned and brought my sword to my opponent's neck. Faster this time, he dropped his broadsword and cried mercy. My goddess clapped. "Keelin, this is excellent!" I was dripping with sweat. For two years I'd w...
Demeter, goddess of the botanical world, lovingly referred to as "Mother Nature" by those that inhabited the Earth in the 21st century … caretaker and overseer of the tall corn fields and fruit-ripened trees, was a mother. True, that part of ancient Greek history might have bypassed many a reader and philosopher of the mythical world but it is, nonetheless,...
You are barely able to stay awake as you float outside of the destoried spaceship. Pieces of derby follow around you has you fight to stay awake. “Warning; oxygen reserves at 50%. Estimated time tell depletion is 15 minutes.” Said the robotic voice inside your helmet. How did this happen? All you wanted to do is learn more about the world beyond the stars. Y...
The first time I saw my future wife Halima Saoud-Solomon, the young Saudi Arabian Muslim woman was sitting in the Saint Laurent Mall food court, all by herself, eating a plate of Chinese food like only a depressed woman could. I took one look at the tall, plump Arabian gal in the drab brown dress and modest hijab and knew that I wanted to fuck her. Fate had...