Authors Note: Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about previous chapters of this story. Thank you to Margaret who proofread for me. I hope you enjoy this chapter. ~ellie "I need to get away for a few days," Peri said watching Pete as he filled in her chart. "My face is almost better, and my shoulder seems fine." He turned to look at h...
You cunt. You cast me aside. Being cast aside angered me. Being cast aside hurt. I think of you daily. You cunt. As I make love to her, you're on my mind and in my mind's eye. I'm wearing a cock ring that makes my rather respectable member all the bigger. It swells and throbs. Over it I wear a tight, tiny, shiny, red, satin string bikini; Victoria's S...
This is a story based of WoW (World of Warcraft). ------------------------------------------- It was one of those days as I awoken that morning. A young but aspiring druid such as myself had little to do about nothing on days like today. I had everything I could want or need. A backpack full of supplies, food and the such should I need to go on one of my...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty n...
May 24, 2009 Fragmented Pieces Book I Spirit Prologue Current mood:creative Heavy Metal Thunder Productions Presents... Copyright protected on May 2009. The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and purely coincidental. Warning! Some...
Copyright Oggbashan July 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ******************************** It was my first professional enga...
Opening night was less than 2 weeks away and the show was coming apart. Sure, it was just amateur theater, but even amateur theater needs some class. The lead cast knew they could do a lot more than the first-time director was having them do. "I swear, if he asks me what my motivation is one more time, I will throttle him. It's a damn musical! My motivation...
The fresh priest standing in front of me sways his weight forward. "Who are you?" His dark tone nudges off the stone walls of the bell tower. He is quite handsome for a man of the cloth, and unusually robust. A roughness under his placid demeanour darkens his boyish face. He should be nervous, not starved. Tilting my shoulders, my dress slips down my body...
Calleslyn waited and watched nervously as Vardala fiddled with the lock on the door; they really didn't want to be caught by anyone while doing this. She and Almandar were standing in the alley behind the house that Sashjant had rented in the city. There was no sign of life inside, although she knew that the demon was at home, along with, at the very least,...
3. Sabrina didn't know how long she had been sitting and staring at her as yet unmade up face in the mirror of her dressing room; it could have been five minutes, it could have been fifteen. Having her own dressing room and makeup artist slash stylist was a definite plus because she was sure that if she was sitting in the communal dressing room staring at h...