I was standing on Mount Lemmon looking out over the desert at the lights of Tucson that night. The night that turned my whole damn life into one wild ride. I was bored. Tired of my job, tired of my now ex-girlfriend. Tired of life in general. The only thing that was going right for me was my Hawg. A 1956 Harley-Davidson Panhead. It's not often that a pe...
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Chapter 1 Palmer McIntyre sat on his porch enjoying the morning view of the shallow valley below. The narrow-broken skyline of Gallatin, Missouri could be seen peeking between the rustling tips of lush green trees in the distance. Listening to the morning news on the old radio, a broadcast caught his attention. "This is Roger Cross with breaking news; A...
The next day, when John and Rose were resting in the bed after long night-play Mona and Jack planned to cool off in their backyard pool. The pool water remained pleasantly chilly from the cool nights, and at first they enjoyed just floating in the water, enjoying the silence. But seeing sex-bomb like Mona half naked it was hard for Jack to stay innocent...
Note: This story is the eleventh episode in a series entitled "The Party". If you have not read the previous ten episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant hot wife humiliates her submissive cuckold husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories I strongly su...
There was no water. This close to the heart of the mystical Evergreen Forest was a verdant paradise. The grass was tall and green, sprinkled with brightly-colored wildflowers. Every boulder and tree trunk was blanketed in jade moss. The canopies of the bigleaf maples and alders were thick and lush enough to keep the ground below in a perpetual twilight, tho...
15. The early morning sun streaming through the slatted window coverings tugged at Michael's eyelids. The pattern they made on his face annoyed him as he tried to find a comfortable position to fall back to sleep. Eventually, he gave up, turned onto his back and irritatedly rubbed the night away from his eyes. He felt his chin then decided he didn't have en...
'Awaken, child of mine,' calls a voice. It beckons him back from beyond the veil...from beyond the darkness and peace of the grave. His eyes slowly open, unfocused and unprepared for the pale glow of the crystal that surrounds him. He feels...warmth. Warmth returning to every part of him as the cold hands of death release. 'Awaken, once more, Terin...' "U...
When the day of reckoning comes, we have but one hope, The innocent one shall be our champion of light, to struggle against the dark invaders, the ones who hail from the abyss, who would see our people debased. The innocent one was the gods' final gift to this world, living dormant until the time comes, unaware of the trials ahead. But if humanity yields t...