Written by lilgirlsix and Archangel_M Edited by Doctime ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ lilgirlsix: This is the darkest of the chapters so be forewarned. Anyone who has read The Destruction of the Vlkolak knows what has to happen. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Archangel_M: :'( The music suggestion for this chapter is "Book of Days" by Enya. The English version, not the Gaelic v...
Authors note. Chapter three is a continuation of the previous two chapters, just in case you have just started reading. Things are going to get progressively kinkier in Betty and Elliot's life, with that in mind please read the tags associated with this story. I hope you enjoy the ride. "...sex addiction is also progressive. It often starts with a relativel...
~*Warning: This is NOT a quick fix for sexual relief. Please move on if that is what you are looking for. For everyone else, please enjoy and thanks in advanced for reading it!*~ ******************* Chapter 1 ******************* At five thirty in the evening I'm usually wrung out. My shoulders ache and my head hurts from all the thinking and staring at...
"Harry, you can't come and get me." I sighed into the phone, while rubbing a clear patch on the fogging window to look at the near white-out conditions. "You're not listening. I'm on a city bus and it's stuck in the snow. This blizzard is the crown jewel in a winter that's like the start of a new ice age." I waited a minute while my brother ranted. I looked...
Chapter 10: I Can't Take It! Evil lurks in the sunshine, plots to avenge a lie. Beware my beloved for evil's face is a beautiful one that hides malice. ******************* The cloaked man looked furtively about. He only had a few more feet to go before he would reach the rebels' encampment. He had seen the fearsome beast as well as the beautiful young lad...
Author's note: This is version 3. I edited it once for inconsistencies, continuity errors and really embarrassing editing mistakes, but I've since finished working out the world and its rules and its point, so now I've gone back to retcon things, basically. Or, to prevent myself having to retcon later. Or something. Original note: It's amusing when you no...
This is Part II of a story was mostly written by my sister. She's been a writer of fine poetry and short stories for years, but she was inspired to write her first erotic short story after a real life experience. She has been single all her life and a teacher for nearly 20 years (you'll actually learn more personal details as you read her story). What she br...
Moving at a slow walk, his horse was restless. He was deep in the brush country. He was in no hurry since the pain had stopped. Might be a bad sign. Served him right for catchin' arrows, his sergeant had told him. Reckon I'll try not to next time. The crusty old sergeant couldn't get any closer to saying thank you. The arrow most surely would have penetrated...
Sheila was dressed in a flowing white blouse and a mid-thigh skirt that clung closely to her thighs. She had just removed her shoes and pantyhose and was beginning to relax when the doorbell rang. When she opened the door, there was Brad, as punctual as he said he'd be, wearing casual, comfortable clothes. He was a mid-30's white man, of average looks, but...
Fairies don't get a lot in the way of formal education. We come into being more or less needing to know most of the things we'll ever need to. I mention this because I want you to be impressed with me when I describe the arc the cartwheeling form of my princess was cutting through the air eight or ten stories above the treeline as a 'parabola'. Shut up. I h...