You woke up in a white blank room. The last thing you remembered was that it's your wedding night. You were lying on the bed, waiting for your bride. Where am I? Where is she? Why am I here? Then you suddenly heard a voice: "No need to hurry. All those questions will be answered." Turned back, you saw a sphere of light floating in the air. "I'...
In a land far, far away - but not too far; there once lived a young man named Tommy who yearned to go out into world on his own and seek adventures, find himself and his destiny. Today was the big day to do so, It was his birthday after all. He said a cheerful goodbye to all the people he had known his entire life, hugging them tightly and stating that he...
If you want it, this is the first part of a story that's growing in my head. Might even be a 'proper' story, with a plot and everything! Started with the girl running and then worked back to why. Still working through the details of that in my head but the starts pretty much there. Not much to go on but you might like it. * The girl ran. Though branches...
The first time I went out, as Janice, it was an accident. Up until then I was happy to live the life of Janice at home in private; at least I hadn't started to plan any kind of coming out activity. I was preparing a grilled Panini when I realized I had run out of olive oil. I grabbed my keys and wallet and drove down to the market. I had just ordered a co...
She climbed the stairs, the words of her cyber-Master still ringing in her ears. “There’s something about him.” She smiled. “The way he talks, controls me. Why does he live so far away.” She loved the way He described things. How to touch herself; to pleasure herself. “Cum for me, my English Rose.” She could still hear the words, whispered, close to her ea...
How the hell did I get here? I've had this conversation with a fellow Lit author and we reached the same conclusion: everybody first finds this site for a reason. Duh, of course. It's like the old adage about playing cards: If you don't have a good partner, you better have a good hand. You find yourself looking for the stories tagged with a red H, maybe you...
She sat, quietly watching the flower fairies open the early morning flowers. There was no rush to their work, no sense of distress. They exuded from their very beings the total confidence that everything would go as planned. What would it be like to go through life with only the worries of how much dew to give to this flower or where to plant a few extra see...
The Protoss ran with such speed that the trees and foliage were nothing but green flashes around her. Imnok weaved through the dense forest with the fabled grace of her people while still maintaining a pace that outran any who dared chase her. She ducked under low branches and hopped over gnarled roots that sprung up without stalling. Pausing in her chase, s...
The seconds pass like hours; the world brushes past me wearily, like the students carrying themselves to their classes... English, algebra, biology, etcetera: the pattern I followed daily, without interruption, without motivation, without reason. There's this emptiness within me, but what seems to be missing is less missing than too much being. It is the pow...
You never learn to survive until you are faced with death at every turn. To live is no longer the objective. Having a heartbeat is essential to living, and not falling into lifelessness is essential to survival. Death is feared, but so is being dead and alive at the same time, forced to do things you never imagined just to survive. Maybe you're surviving, bu...