Note: To avoid confusion, I changed the name of one historical character from Sir Jean de Vienne to Sir Luc de Vienne. This part has been the most difficult to write. It covers a long period in two significant locales. I had debated on cutting this short, but I felt it was a critical part of the story that you need to understand for the rest to make sense. A...
Rating: NC-17 Warnings: F/+/f; oral; anal; inc; imaginary ncon; some toys Pairings: Just about every girl from the Buffyverse. Summary: Cordelia rehearses the next film from Charisma Productions. Notes: This is obviously AU. It's a followup (sort of) to "The Opening of Buffy Summers". Cordelia didn't die, Lilah didn't die, Fred wasn't absorbed by an anc...
I arrived at the Free Press, self-proclaimed New York Times of the Bayou, during the oil boom of the '70s when cash was abundant and apartments not so much. Rents, of course, were unaffordable. Jean-Paul Gelpi came to my rescue with a two-room garage apartment next to his two-room garage apartment atop George Lasseigne's 356 Porsche Speedster – the whole gar...
The school year was finally coming to an end for Miriam Smith and she looked forward to it. The pretty blonde wife taught English at the local high school where she enjoyed making a difference in young people's lives. Miriam frequently had lunch in the school cafeteria with one of the pretty French teachers, Erica White. If there ever was a 'flower child,'...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Maryse or Bayley or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Bayley was in the second stage of grief, and she wasn't sure she'd ever leave it. She'd taken a series of devastating losses throughout her career, but for her, this one was the fin...
In my day, Vampires sucked blood, not cock! I looked disgustedly at the Twilight book inside the Barnes and Nobles bookstore, and sighed. The clerk, a skinny white chick dressed in the gothic fashion, shot me a dirty look. For the thousandth time I found myself cursing this strange, confusing age in which I have been awakened. Everybody is staring at me as I...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been captured by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. I had decided not to get the pol...
"And welcome to Day Two of the round-up show of the Olympiad here in London," a smart suited gentleman said to the camera in a clear voice with a cheesy smirk. "And what a programme we have lined up for you today. It's been thrills, excitement and plenty of action." His co-host, a beautiful young lady with bouncing brunette hair and an infectious smile nodd...
Preface It had been raining all day. It was a grey, steady, depressing rain that seemed to wash all the colours from the city, reminding you just how much of the city was built of stone, solid gray and unyielding. Paris had survived the rule of Louis XIV, had watched her citizens rebel in the French Revolution. She had been witness to the German tanks on the...
To many I have a perfect life. A family, a loving wife, 2.4 children and even the bounding Labrador. So why would I want to go and risk it all..? Her name was Catherine. She was born and grew up in rural France, and though she'd lived and worked in the UK for the last fifteen years, since moving over here with her French husband, her English was still spoke...