Special thanks to Curtis, Joshua, FlyPenguin, RandomTask, RogueXVII, Tristan, Vibrant, Wootdiew00p, and The Glimmering Warlock for supporting my work. This chapter was late due to its length and editing issues rising from it. Thanks to DankMemez aka ACLawrence for the brilliant editing and going after my ass. Obligatory Warnings: 1. There 2.5 sex scenes...
"Holy shit!" Dana blurted out, her eyes like saucers as she stared at the shattered bed. "How hard were you fucking her in the ass?!" John was sitting on the mattress in the middle of all the destruction and protested, "Not enough to break the bed!" Irillith kissed him on the shoulder and gave him a dreamy smile. "Actually, it was all very sensual and lovi...
The Native Dawn Series Book 2 Darkest Before Dawn Live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart Trouble no one about his religion... Respect others in their views and demand that they Respect yours... Love your Life, Perfect your Life... Beautify All things in your Life... Seek to make your life long and of service to your people...
While able to be read as a standalone story the forerunner to this story is 'Summer Chapter 22. The Vicars Story Part 1'. This is an unapogetically long story. Not for the fainthearted. I hope that you enjoy the story and plase send your comments, they make the writing worthwhile. Just for the record all characters in this story were over the age of consent...
I'm back!! This is the third part of my trip with Linda. Sorry, it took a while to post, my health has not been perfect and I have been recovering from two major surgeries. There are things I had to decide if I should include. We experienced something with the girls before Dawn and I left. Some of you have emailed me questioning me about the energy thing, so...
Note: This is a work of Fiction! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story try to remember: This as a Novel 122. (Tuesday, December 17) Final Wedding Preparations Julia held Sharon...
***** The Flood ***** The note on Andrew's bed was short and to the point; "Glade, NOW!" Andrew laughed at the urgent brevity contained on the index card, and admired the steady hand that had made it. He brought the card to his nose, and was not surprised to find Sara's sweet feminine scent on the paper. His penis jerked within his pants, and he licked his...
CHAPTER ONE: SUNDAY. An unexpected meeting in the cemetery. Tim Bloomfield put a sketchbook, soft pencils, stanley knife, eraser and pens into a plastic carrier bag, walked carefully down the stairs from his flat, let himself out of his front door tucked between a pizza restaurant and an estate agent, and crossed the road under a hot June sun to the entra...
Note: I'd like to thank all the readers for their kindness, supportive comments, and their patience waiting for this chapter. It has been a struggle to complete this with my ongoing illness. Enjoy -- EK. * * * Ch. 07: His Apartment Part One - Not a Dungeon * * * Doogan had been lucky finding a parallel parking spot just two spaces from the erotic store...
Chapter 17 A: Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band Sharon was barely able to move by the time the plane had taxied to the gate in the early hours Sunday morning. Terrified of how it would feel if any of the other passengers bumped against her, the white housewife remained buckled into her seat, trying to ignore the other passengers, many of whom were s...