A Brief History of the Elvish Race As the human tribes grew more numerous with each passing winter, the elves were forced to retreat from their homelands settling on Eire. The Emerald island was already settled by an ugly misshapen people known as the firbolgs which they easily conquered and enslaved. Known as the Tuatha de Dannan, the elves were a tall, fa...
Author's Note: Hey folks! Late winter contest entry here. Hope you like it. I've put this in sci-fi/fantasy but you should probably be aware that this story has elements of Romance/NonHuman/Mature and even perhaps a little horror going on. It's a slow build up too and it deals with things like the afterlife so if that's a hot button for you then now might be...
Back on Olympus, the much anticipated party celebrating the belated return of Persephone was in full swing. Amphrite, true to form, was already tanked, as Dionysius was being extra generous with the Nectar. With him around no one's goblet was ever allowed to remain empty. Everyone as always was having a fantastic time, but Persephone was not her usual ebulli...
Circe sighed as she lounged on her beach and looked at her guests. At her feet lay the still snoozing and incredibly handsome Orion, his head cradled on the lightly heaving chest of Pegasus whose wings had crossed over his chest like a blanket while the frozen marble form of Artemis glared silently above them. Drinking another large gulp of her wine, she gri...
Meetings with Diana Coincidence is a funny thing. You can be in the middle of a strange town, even a strange country and you meet someone you know totally out of that person's usual context. It is not coincidence really but happenstance. Many, many people you know are in very different places from usual all of the time and it just so happens you meet one o...
To anyone who enjoys this unfolding story, Please feel free to leave direct feedback. Comments are quite welcome, but I always love the chance to reply to you as well. Yours, TaraxXxTease *** A thumping on the door woke Noah. Eyes shooting open he bolted toward his clothes—but the hinges didn't last. "You're late," Cain thundered, gripping the boy by th...
AUTHOR'S NOTE This is my entry for The 750 Word Project. This story consists of exactly 750 words. Thanks to jezzaz and other event organizers. All characters are over 18. - - - - - @ - - - - - I was chomping my last McNugget when the woman screamed. She was a bosomy, big-bottomed blonde in a Sooners hoodie. A burly gent with a mullet, also wearing Soo...
This is a work of pure fantasy and fiction. Any names, places or events in the story that relate to real life are purely coincidental. Hope you enjoy it! I am a 23 year old college girl with brown hair, brown eyes but I have always had something that distinguished me from other girls and made me stand out since I was 10 and that is my big boobs and luscio...
The handsome prince had heard of the sleeping princess and was determined to get through the thorns surrounding the sleeping castle. It took him two days to get through the maze of thorns, tearing at his clothes and blunting his sword. With relief he stumbled into the courtyard of the castle where everyone was frozen in the position they were in when the sl...
The warm days of summer gone. The sweaty, humid afternoons gone. The cool air of autumn coming back. Nice comfortable afternoons, cool afternoons. You feel so much more comfortable, cuddled up to me evenings in our Cottage in Newmarket, New Hampshire, all natural wood and lavender potpourris, pine and the noise of owls in the night and the occasional rattata...