-VIII- Valentine dreamt. She was a young woman, eighteen again. No longer cooperative with her mother's machinations, but no less gawped at everywhere she went, baring scandalous stretches of leg, flouncing her curls, daring to walk into a roomful of men unchaperoned. Every step screamed "HERE I AM!" Every word declared "I AM YOUR DESIRE." She was a one-wom...
I remember what started it. I was standing in the kitchen, staring at a pile of dirty dishes, late on a Saturday morning. Little serving plates and wine glasses had been stacked haphazardly in both of the big stainless steel tubs and had spilled over onto the island's countertop, bits of food still clinging to many of them. Every bit of counter space around...
A.N. BACK!! Dear God in Heaven, the holidays are the worst XD Hope everyone had a nice holiday, but seriously my ass has been beaten hard because of all the crap I had to deal with over these last two months. Thankfully, things are slowing down a little bit, so I can finally start uploading again. Starting with Miracle Mistress! The Following Contains: B...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** My name is Megan Holly. I'm a short, twenty-four-year-old white girl, five-foot-two, one hundred and twenty-eight pounds, short, dyed-blonde hair, beautiful cherub face, lovely green eyes, hourglass body with a beautiful heart-shaped ass, C-cup breasts, dark-pink nipples, b...
I was reading a story I wrote a few years ago and my eye got snagged on the legionnaires that were in it. The Légion étrangère has a long and colorful - and often tragic history - since there have been more than a few instances where those hard men fought down to the very last one. In that story, it was 1963. But it gave me an idea for something set in 19...
Author's Warning: This chapter starts off bleak, but lightens up fairly quickly. -=-=-=-=-=-=- Lord Talos of Evora Kingdom of Solais 28th of First Harvest, 1282 D.f. -=-=-=-=-=-=- The dark, cloud-strewn skies released a relentless and chilling rain onto all those who were unfortunate enough to travel this day. The road had turned to dirt ten hour...
What if the people you hate become the only ones to turn to? November turned into December, and the weather refused to really get cold. It was wet and misty, though, but that didn't stop Lucian Gaines from running two times a day, just wearing his long lycra tights and a top. The park had maybe become the only place he felt save anymore, escaping the eye...
It would be over soon, Brent realized. After the wheel had come up on Red, when he'd bet on Black... oohhh! Again! He was losing chips hand over fist! There went his stimulus rebate check, and his mortgage payment...ouch! "I can turn it around..." he hissed, gripping the rim of the table expectantly, amidst the glitz and glitter of the casino floor. And th...
"What's wrong?" Asked Black Eagle when he had revived 'Lyssa. "Don't you know how my species reproduces?" She cried in despair. "Tell me." Replied the Shaman. "The young are carried inside for several months. Then the mother seeks a safe place and goes catatonic. Her skin becomes hard and brittle, like an eggshell. She is still aware and alive as her of...
As anticipated, James will be spending the weekend at Jeanne's manor while Bayonetta is away on business. What pleasures and horrors await within? Bayonetta's Abuse III - Weekend At Jeanne's It was another bright spring day as James and Bayonetta made their way up the long walkway to Jeanne's estate. The compound was well fortified with a chain link fence...