Just a short story, all characters are over eighteen. *** Spooky McGraw, that was my name from as way back as I can remember, my parents call me Sandy, my grandparents Sandra. Why? Well, I live in a cemetery. To be precise I live with my parents in the grounds keepers house just inside the main gate of a cemetery. My father is the groundkeeper, custodian...
Laying the Ghosts of War Copyright Oggbashan September 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ Splat! A sniper's bullet struc...
Yverette walked across the room to her daughter Yvette's bedroom with the moonlight streaming through the open window, watching the gentle sway of the white lace curtains moving in the light night breeze. Well, Yverette didn't actually walk; ghosts dont have a corporal mass to press against the polished wood of the floor, nor even the beautiful Marian Dorn a...
Author's Note: This is a flash contribution to the historical romance event, Wine and Old Lace. It could probably fit in several categories but Romance is where it where it ended up. Sorry but there's no sex in this one, it's too short for a sex scene to really add anything to the story. It's set in a little mining town in Colorado during its gold and silv...
Stonecutter is a multipart fantasy. This is the third part, so reading the other two parts will help make sense of it. Thank you Elorra Butler for all your help and encouragement. All mistakes are my own. Stonecutter pt.3 There before me, the woman that I had not seen for many, many decades, and two seconds later I was knocked out, kicked in my skull by h...
To call the past week surreal would have been the understatement of several lifetimes. Vidya had been there when Captain DuPont -- for reasons that still baffled her -- split the research team into two divisions. One, the larger, would be sent down to the surface of Arcadia, to continue researching magic in safe environment. This had struck her as odd. While...
As we sipped our coffee I told my wife that I had never touched her and she said it must have been one heck of a dream. Then I told her about what I had seen and felt last night and she just looked at me like I was from outer space. I tried to convince her that what I saw was real and that I really did see it but she kept insisting we both must have been tir...
*AUTHOR NOTE: This story takes place in an alternate reality. I basically picked a place on the map by throwing a dart, so city names have been changed to reflect the Alt reality. Also, this is my first attempt at a Furry story, so please have some patience with me as I work on this story. Expect edits as well as I go back to flesh out details that I may hav...
Tiffany was a good girl 21. F cup tits. Still a virgin. And wasn't that smart. She didn't no what to wear that much. So she went to work in pink bra's and panties. And guys stared at her. She sleeps naked. Loves to sleep. And loves to walk during midnight. One night she was looking for her friend in a ally. She was wearing a silk bra, and silk panties. It wa...
When Cara awoke, it was well into the afternoon, and sunlight was streaming in through the sheer curtains. "Ow." She winced against the brightness, shielding her eyes as she looked around, half-expecting a party of ghosts to be surrounding the bed. Fortunately - or unfortunately, depending on how she chose to look at it - there were none to be found. She...