============================ Help Your Readers. Categorized Your Story Correctly. In Love Your Readers, I wrote about things you do to improve the reading experience for your readers. In Love Your Readers: Categories, I'd like to share my ideas on making it easier for the readers to decide to give your stories a read, by placing it in the right category....
She watched Him as He stumbled through the forest. Crashing through the undergrowth with enough noise that all the wildlife had fled far away. She was getting angrier by the second—what was this fool human doing in her forest? It was forbidden to all but the Elves. The Human King had even declared it off limits after He had lost so many soldiers in the f...
Things I like about changing into a wolf. #1, definitely, is running. I'm fast, I can run forever, I turn and stop quickly. And for balance and stability? Nothing like four legs. #2. I'm not in an office with no windows. I don't have to worry about my boss staring down my blouse, or up my skirt, or at my breasts or crotch or ass. I don't have to worry about...
As the sun peeked over the eastern horizon and beamed its first rays of dawnlight over Caliga, the prince of Platina regained consciousness from the depths of dreamland. Despite having almost every ounce of his energy reserves dried up the previous night, Gyllen's few hours of sleep were anything but sound, having been stuck in the exact same position on his...
Looking Through Written by: Severod I awaken, barnacles encrusting my eyes, sand weighing me down. I’ve slept awhile-- I can’t tell how long; that detail was always irrelevant anyway. I stand, a cascade of sand and reef fauna falling off of my back. My head emerges from the icy water, so I open my eyes. I feel the crackling of the barnacles that have so lo...
The sullen stranger opened his brown eyes to the warm dawn and marked the start of his fifth day in a mobile cage. He brushed a lock of his shaggy brown hair out of his eyes and looked around. It was bad enough that he woke up on a bed of hay that reeked of animal droppings, but the scent was made worse by the rain that fell and blew through the bars of thei...
"There, My Princess," said Sir Arrack, pointing ahead with one gauntleted hand. "Yonder hill is the meeting place." Princess Rhialla looked at the crest of the high, broad hill half a mile distant. She saw no movement there. "How far is the Hist village from here?" she asked. She was pleased to note the firmness of her voice, despite the anxiety which claw...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
All characters are of legal age. The place is the Southern Tier area of New York State. The next time you drive through one of those sleepy little rural towns so small that they barely show up on a map, consider that perhaps there is a lot more going on than meets the eye. That surely was the case back then in the town of Chapman; where the gently rolling...
Jeremy's story... It was just about fifty years ago that I had one of the greatest summers of my life, but despite all the time that has passed I remember every moment of the three months I shared with the first love of my life as if it was yesterday, and when you consider most of the time these days it's all I can do to remember last week, that speaks of t...