***Fairytales can come true - it can happen to you. If you think that you might want a demon. 0_o ---------------------- Book of the Forsaken Part 4 In the still-smoldering mountain of rubble and debris that was once the warehouse district of a part of Lozenjellis, there was a pair of beings struggling for survival. For well over a few days, they'd been...
Illustrated by Copperein The rain pelted down in cold sheets as the man leaned against a tree in a vain hope of finding shelter. Under his large coat there was movement and a small voice. "Are we there yet?" Said a young girl's voice. Across a small gap in the trees he watched as a small figure carrying a lantern, emerged from a cave in the mountainside....
Ch. 1 Wicklow Mountains, IrelandMay 24, 1798 I checked the harness on the draft horse, making sure it was secure for the trip down the mountains. "Calm down, Robbie," I said as he fed the old mare a carrot. Moving back, I made sure the cart was in good shape in the dim light after sunrise. A full load of charcoal piled under a tarp, ready for market, and a...
It must've been cruel fate that Claire Winters was born in the small town of Podunk. Podunk was not ironically named, even if its settlers had intended it to be. Or maybe it wasn't. Maybe "Podunk" was the name of the town's founder. Claire didn't know. She never really researched into the history of the founding of her birthplace. She did know this: This pla...
A normal husband wouldn't just sit there as a cocky college junior grabbed his wife's hair and roughly lowered her mouth to his rock hard cock. A normal husband wouldn't have an erection, oozing with pre-cum, watching said fellatio take place. A normal husband would not sit back as said college junior wrote words on his wife's body. Words like 'slut,' and...
A deep and heartfelt thank you to Xpoerotica and Decal_Last for editing my latest foray into the world of storytelling and milking a tale of espionage and unrequited love out of my word salad, you guys truly are my rock. Cormac and Mrs. Vee are two recurring background characters that are often featured in my stories, but this is my first attempt to flesh...
Be forewarned: First, this is not a BTB story. Second, there's no revenge. Revenge is a troubling word isn't it. A spouse cheats. They get caught. A marriage and a happy home is destroyed. Can anyone ever really 'get even'? If you think so then stop reading now, because no one 'wins' no one 'gets even' here. Third, can a man lose his happiness, feel sad,...
My date and I were headed to a new restaurant on Church Street that had gotten good reviews. To get there we had to walk by one of Nashville's few gay nightclubs, and as we passed, the front door suddenly flew open to let two guys leave. Through the open door we could see a female impersonator on stage, dressed like Madonna. My date looked up at me. "I don'...
Three Rivers It was a sun-sparkling afternoon when Dick Parker returned home from Pinkney's Hobbies with a fresh, new bottle of model glue. The young man planned to spend his free time putting together a model of an ARC-170 Starfighter and drift blissfully into his own little world. Dick figured he would then join his step mom, stepsis, and also Ms. Krend...
Edited by Ken Scades. ***** The walls of Endowment Hall shifted and flickered as the flames in the myriad fire pits danced in all the hues of orange and yellow. The scent of incense mixed with the aromas from the overheated flesh of hundreds of women. In every colour of clothing, they had come out after a night of Service to sing and drink and regale each...