This is another adventure of Dylan James, Hollywood stuntman and stud. This is the final chapter of Dylan's conquest of an all female rock band. You don't need to read Chapters 1 thru 4, but it would certainly help. Dylan's adventures start with the "One for the Road" Series. Please read them all and remember to vote. All constructive comments are appreicate...
Naked forms, barely visible, played in the shadows around Darkling Prince. He strode through the town, and laughed at the mortals cowering inside. Halloween, Samhain, whatever they called it in this time, in this place, was when evil spirits roamed the worlds. Darkling roamed, as evil as he needed to be. Far off in the fields, a bonfire raged. Hm, time for...
Polly Tarantella hadn't always been the great custodian of Crystal Passion's legacy nor always the music's greatest champion. In fact, I first heard of her when Olivia—one of the few original band-members I still keep in touch with—e-mailed me a link to a Rock Music website I'd never have discovered otherwise in which Polly Tarantella lambasted Crystal Passi...
Chapter 4 Meeting Brian's friends and his family. Ginny Driver Stapleton was not your typical widow. She didn't have any gray hair, her skin was wrinkle-free, and she didn't pal around with other widows. Once she stopped wearing the silver band signifying that she had been married, she looked like any other single girl, carefree and happy. She didn't try...
Kate was tired and frustrated as she wandered through the market place. She didn't really want anything nor did she really need either. But when her sister had said she was coming to town, Kate had decided to tag along. Yet everywhere she looked, it appeared that all of the street vendors were selling the same items. Turning to speak to her sister, Kate was...
As the two dazed wives stumbled upstairs to Floor 4, twelve studs of various skin colors, races, and cock sizes donned black head-to-toe monk hoods and slipped quietly up the stairs behind them. Floor 4, unlike its predecessors, was shrouded in fog-like billowing mist. Brandi and Joan encountered many corners and intersecting passages and soon found themselv...
Standing by the deck rail in the pre-dawn hour, I gazed at a billion stars, uncontested by the new moon, like a blizzard that would never descend. I thought back to the dream which had awakened me; not so much a dream as a memory, brought to life by sweet slumber. I was back in the arms of my dear Mariah, tasting her wanton kisses on my lips, caressing the s...
[Chapter One was submitted as Scorpio44 some time ago (years). An email or twenty prompted my rereading it and my notes. Chapters 2, 3 and 4 are the result. There are some surprises for those familiar with my mind through reading Scorpio44 (120 submissions) and Scorpio 44A (100+). Chapter 5 is the final chapter (I think). I don't plan to add to it from here....
My name is Tori Darwin. If you were to look at me, all you'd see is an ordinary girl. Five-foot-ten, a bit thick, with dark brown skin and long braided hair. I'm quite average in many ways. I'm not exactly leading an ordinary life, though. I was born in 2476 A.D. in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Like every able-bodied person who doesn't have a physical...
This story is a parody of John Norman's Gor novels. If you've read them, no more need be said. If you haven't, the following should help to understand what's going on. The planet Gor lies in the same orbit around the sun as Earth. It is always 180 degrees behind and thus always directly behind the sun, rendering it undetectable from Earth. The planet Gor is...