CHAPTER 13 - A NEW PLAYGROUND It was November now, and the weather had gotten slightly nippy. Nguyet had moved in with her friend and suggested that she take a day off from work so we could meet during the week. We settled for the following Tuesday, and she told me where the apartment was. Apparently, it was the same building where I had met Tuyet, the 18-y...
**Spoiler alert: contains spoilers through Season 8, Episode 4 of Game of Thrones. The feast was well underway at Winterfell. The Dornish wine was flowing freely. The living had defeated the dead once and for all. Arya Stark, the heroine of the battle, was off practicing archery. Daenerys Targaryen was standing alone, looking queenly. Jon Snow (aka Aegon Ta...
It was at the Autumn meeting that the strange story of the "fang" in our "Black Museum" emerged. The museum is really a collection of oddities from round the globe where our members have worked, but "the Fang" is quite famous amongst our members, mostly for it's being among the military bits and pieces. We'd had a damned good Dinner and the Speeches were m...
I'm not a simple man, though I've been called that, and endless other names throughout my life. Children have always run away crying for their parents when I approach. I've even been hit with umbrellas and handbags by some of the mothers. I guess they're just frightened of my appearance, even though Mum always said I was 'special' when I'd asked her if I was...
This story is part 2 of "Wanting" which is found in the non erotic index. * In the end, or maybe it was the beginning, I bought her a ring to signify our status as "steadies". It was only a small gold band with a little red ruby in it but you would have thought it was the Hope diamond from the way she squealed when I gave it to her. "Oh Chester, this is j...
Crèvecoeur-en-Auge, France 1380 It had been a hard day of riding, but Jean de Carrouges was still far from his destination. He had hoped to reach his family estate at Campomesnil, but a late start, heavy morning rains and a brief and unexpected encounter with a pair of brigands had delayed the squire, leaving him in a foul mood. The weather this time of ye...
Ren took a couple of deep breaths as he tried to regain his composure, "What the fuck was that I just saw?" "Jones is a werewolf," she replied. Ren guessed that the British accent must be her natural way of speaking. "I made it quite plain that I dress this way because I'm a witch, an eromancer to be precise, and showed you some of my magic. I'm not underst...
CHAPTER 7 - Fuccaneers I woke to find we were in a remarkably tangled heap for just two girls. "There you are," Oli laughed. "Time to rise and shine. Mom makes a fine breakfast - we don't want to be late!" I was about to point out that our appearing as the Olivia Twins might upset her when I noticed I'd changed, yet again. Not so very much, given I was s...
*Author's Note* Thank you for the encouraging comments from Chapter 1. This is my first time trying to write a werewolf story. It is unedited. If you notice any errors, please let me know. Feedback is welcome. CHAPTER 2 Ella stood and looked at her destroyed house. Her father was wandering around muttering about how he lost a house and car all in one day....
"The woman in black over there just sent you this drink" the waitress said as she dropped a gin and tonic at my table. I looked up at where she was pointing and caught my breath. 'The woman in black' was at the end of the bar, as I looked up, she smiled just slightly. I raised the glass to her and smiled back. She stood up and started walking toward me,...