The large heavy oak doors swung open as the queen was addressing the royal court. "Who dares interrupt my audience?" exclaimed the queen. "Forgive the intrusion my lady," replied a man dressed in all black from the back of the hall. "Who are you, sir? That you think you can barge in on the queen while we are entertaining our court?" said the queen. "Just...
If only our neighbors knew what my wife Paula and I do on our weekends when our kids are gone to the grandparents or wherever we send them to give us a little time to ourselves. It's a welcome break and it gives us a chance to pursue a little diversion my wife and I have come to love over the past few years. It would come as a shock if our neighbors knew tha...
Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Tell them to leave." Arya whispered in her sister's ear. Sansa blushed, and then tried to protest weakly, "Arya, I just have one more meeting and then it's lunch. Can't we-" "No!" Arya shut her down, "Do it now." Sansa gulped softly, took a calming...
The cawing of seagulls. The soft lapping of ocean waves as the tide casually rises and falls. A gentle breeze calmly blowing through the air. The light of the sun shining bright on this hot summer day illuminating the beach. On this particular day there on the sand gathered a crowd of ship girls and other on lookers. Why where they gathered here on the beach...
This story follows the three Amrath siblings, the children of Sir Richard Amrath and his wife, Dame Elizabeth. They are at war with a rival family, the Ezrathi clan, who have recently launched a daring attack on Castle Amrath itself. You will guide one of the siblings through the events of the siege. How the siege plays out depends on your choices, so think...
A/N: Hey guys, this is my first story on CHYOA, set in the DnD universe. For a more accurate setting, this is set in the year 1360, based on the Forgotten Realms Ck2 mod I’ve been playing lately. Do note that this is a public story, so I encourage prospective or interested writers to try creating their own threads where possible. Will be working on the rule...
My name is Amunet, sometime of Thebes but originally, and yet again, of Avaris, the great Hykos principal city on the delta of the life-giving River Nile in the years of Khyan the Great's reign and the glorious afterward. My mistress and sister wife is truly gone now, and I feel that someone should tell the story of Kara and her mask and of the glory of the...
Once upon a time, in an enchanted kingdom far away, lived an old King, Randolph, with his son, a handsome Prince named Wilhelm. The son was tall and muscular with blue eyes, fair hair and an engaging smile. He had a way about him that was particularly enjoyable to the ladies. Unfortunately, the Prince was dumb as a post. Now it came to pass that in this sa...
She was the last one left amidst the overly decorated trees, large plastic elves, and brightly wrapped empty packages that surrounded the plush red and gold throne. The last child had passed through for the night and thankfully tomorrow was Christmas Eve, the last day of the season. She had taken the job as a Santa's helper as a last resort. Her uniform cons...
Robert Baratheon was bored. The Small Council meeting he was presiding over had dragged on all afternoon. The King groaned as his Master of Coin droned on about the Crown's debt to the Lannisters for the umpteenth time, while the other councilors sit anxiously, acutely aware of the King's displeasure. Indeed, the meeting might have seemed unbearable were it...