The wagon bounced over the unsteady pavement of Duskwood's roads. After having ridden a gryphon to Darkshire, he had quickly related the good news. The local people had been quite nervous when everything suddenly felt less gloomy and hostile. Thanks to years of being harassed by giant spiders, undead and worgen, they had understandably become wary of anythin...
*** Hey guys, the first (and shorter) split of what was originally chapter 8. More to follow. Fair warning, this chapter has pseudo-incest themes again. Thanks to Lunarlilith for editing. Enjoy. *** Chris' muscles heaved, beads of sweat dislodging, combining, and running down his bare skin. A salty, miniature flash flood, gaining momentum before...
Part Sixteen: Checkmate Chapter Fifty-Five LEVERIA I awoke to an explosion. Metal screeched, then banged, and I was suddenly hurled from my bed, and smashed into a wall. My head smacked against the stones, my teeth clicked, and whatever sleepiness remained left in my brain was shot out with a concussive thud. My blurred vision made out a pair of orange e...
A/N: I'm working on some errata to correct some of the consistency problems across the series. One which impacts this chapter is helmets. I've kind of flip flopped over how much to include the whole takes off/dons helmets bits, and largely neglected it because it felt tedious to write, so instead I came up with wearing them in sliver form, and activating the...
Half the drawers on the dresser hung open and empty, the bed was stripped bare of its sheets, and the mattress sat askew atop the box-spring frame. The shelves beside the desk had been rummaged through, and what remained was cluttered in small piles here and there. In this disheveled, half-furnished room, a young man slumped in his computer chair with a vaca...
Warning: There are events containing graphic violence in the story. If you are a minor... man, you've gone really far into this (this is the 12th chapter already!). If you are likely to be offended by graphic violence, chances are, you will be offended. Proceed at your own risk. You have been warned. * * * * * Prince Roberto of Aragon, the future heir of t...
Chapter V: A Visitor Author's Note: A very special thanks to my lady love and two faithful beta readers -- MisterWildCard and John998 -- for their invaluable feedback and encouragement. This chapter somehow was quite a slog to put together and I couldn't have done it without you. Also, as usual, thanks to my editor bikoukumori for a splendid editing job....
Ian woke at the crack of noon with his muscles feeling tight, slightly burning as if he'd just gotten back from an intense workout. 'Though...' His eyes popped open in surprise when he realized his body wasn't sore. In fact, he felt refreshed --like he'd just slept ten hours instead of less than half that. He noticed his newest companion was awake next to hi...
"Ngggh," Francesca groaned, as she stretched and let out a tired yawn. I smirked, as it was the second time in the last minute. "Admit it. You're sleepy," I stated flatly, but she shook her head with defiance. "Am not," she shot back, and I regarded her child-like resistance with curiosity. Just a few short hours ago, I was marveling at how quickly s...
Morikis Bonecarver heard the heavy footsteps of the orcs waddling down the stone corridor well before they reach the door. Just as he thought, three hard knocks followed. "Fucking orcs," he growled through clinched teeth. "Could their timing be more impeccable?" Angry, he withdrew his cock from the little chamber maiden's pussy and dismounted her from behi...