From childhood, Jane Melody has heard about Tale of the North Pole. In fact, maybe there's nobody alive hasn't heard of it when they're still a child: "Once upon a time, there were men and women on Earth. The men, with their natural strength, ruled over the women. Unfortunately, the men were born with an insatiable desire: conquering. In many centuries...
Synopsis: Harkwin is a scout, and one of more than a hundred drakken explorers on a pioneering mission to survey the far polar south. But a dangerous storm approaches the expedition, and he must choose between safety and duty. In times of extreme peril, the warmth of friendship burns all the brighter. The cold is here. We must survive. --- The moment Ha...
"Fucking shitheads!" Stacy yelled at the phone as the person on the other end hung up. She shivered in the cold, trying to figure out where everything had gone so wrong. It probably started when her asshole ex skipped out without paying for his share of the rent, or having taken care of the bills he was supposed to pay. That left her short on cash, which m...
Angie Lynn sighed when she heard the back screen door slam close. "Thank God," she whispered to herself as she closed her eyes. Alone at last. The walls of that tiny house were so confining, especially in the heat of summer. They say heat expands and cold contracts, but it seems just the opposite is true. In the sweltering dog days of summer, the world clo...
I stand over you. Restrained, helpless, and hooded, you don't yet realize I'm here, but you still fight. I hold a covered plate, the first food to come near you in days. I take off the cover and the scent of a delicate soup fills the room. Your lips twitch, but you refuse to beg. I crouch down and whisper in your ear. "Are you prepared to give me your oath?...
Your name is Kirsten Fowler, you are a reporter in the city of Windover. You're 5'9" tall, you have B-cup breasts, and you wear your dark brunette hair in a pony tale. Several months ago you and your father, a policeman, were assaulted by... well. You're not quite sure what it was. Your father had picked you up from work that day and you'd been driving...
Note: This story is kind of a follow-up to the story called "Roxanne." #### So, there I was a 100+ miles from my home town in 15 degree weather dumped unceremoniously at a truck stop in rural Iowa. I had less than 16 bucks in my pocket, a single change of clothes and a jacket that wasn't nearly up to the task of battling the elements. It was rapidly appro...
**Note** The following story takes place in the Icelandic capital of Reykjavik. Although the characters and events portrayed are entirely fictional, the story is based on actual Icelandic dating customs. ******* In most countries, the idea of the "one night stand" is considered sleazy and even degrading. However, that notion is not shared in the Land of...
The Warlock woke up on his bed and stretched. He glanced at the bedside clock and wondered what had woken him up this early in the morning. Just as he closed his eyes, his doorbell rang. He groaned in frustration and kicked the sheets off. As he stood up, he began quietly chanting an orb of heat spell. Whoever woke him was in for a world of hurt. He knew it...
Part Four -- You Know What's At Stake "Yes Mister Patterson we're making progress. I know it seems slow progress but we are dealing with people here who are both smart and dangerous." "No sir she hasn't tried to escape." "It's just easier calling her, her. I agree sir she isn't really but I have to spend all my time with Sarah and I can't just call her 'i...