I "Jakasan." Mostly asleep, Ian Jackson wasn't sure if the feminine voice was coming from the waking world or his dreams. "Ian Jakasan." "Fuck off," Jackson said. He tried to bury his head deeper into his pillow. A lightning bolt came out of the blue and grounded through Jackson's dozing form. He jumped about a foot off the mattress. His sheets slipped...
Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy, set in a world of magic. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work wherever it is posted. If found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Darkniciad 2007 The villains in this story are truly evil, and their actions prove it....
The memory of cold clamped Jack's neck like a vise. Even sitting in the booth, the humid smoke of the tavern swirling about him, it clutched him. In his hand, he held a more welcome cold, but the comfort of the bottle was denied him. He was too far from home for any more than pretense at drink. The beer was stage dressing, a way to fit in with the crowd as...
Welcome back! Missing Bandits, My last name isn't Do'Urden, Feeling Crabby, Love in an Elev... wait... What? For those of you reading The Runesmith Chronicles for the first time I recommend going back and starting at Chapter One. Mostly so you have a better understanding of how things like the magic system works and what's going on as I often reference ear...
The trip home was eventless. No unforeseen weather, no attacks, just steady tides and constant fucking. They arrived in Stormwind to some confusion. Officially, Anduin was still sick and somewhere in his chambers. A ruse he wouldn't be able to pull a second time. He showed his face too often in Silvermoon to even attempt to keep his visit secret. That aside,...
© Antidarius 2020 ------------------------------------------------A PALADIN'S WARCHAPTER TWO----------------------------------------------------------------------------------2.1: What Lies in Dreams---------------------------------- Elaina pulled Shatter free of the Troll's skull, grimacing at the sound of cracking bone as the sharp spikes decorating the m...
*First submission for 2020 already. As of this moment I only need to write four more chapters to reach 45 and complete the first version of volume 3, which I hope to get done in about two weeks. The party fights alongside the harpies to catch the fishermen, and Ulric ends up making an important (and pretty much unavoidable) decision. * 34 - Reverse Fishin...
The By-the-road Inn Rain... Endless Pouring Rain The late season brought lots of it. Cascades even. It came down as heavy as can be, the thunderous sound of thousands upon thousands of droplets hitting the ground at once again ... and again ... and again once more. The trees surrounding the road hunched under heaven's pressure, each bough and leaf being...
Hi all! Annabelle here with the next chapter of HFHM! New reader? This is one of the final chapters of Book Three of Home for Horny Monsters. You really should start at Chapter One. (Don't worry, there will be a Book Four) Returning reader? Welcome back! Not only am I excited to see you again, but I am excited to share this chapter with you! A lot is about...
LEVERIA The previous night had been a sleepless one. I'd sat in my office, drinking wine and contemplating the mirror before me. Its twin was hanging over Elena Straltaira. She was awake, staring up at herself, a thin rectangle of moonlight shining on her face. Though her jaw was swollen, her eyes were bloodshot, and her face was filmed with dried sweat and...