Well guys here is chapter 7. I'm working on making longer chapters but still posting in a timely manner. I know I hate waiting for the new chapters to be released because the wait is agony. I hope you like it there is a lot of action that I hope will keep you engaged. Please vote and comment I read them all sometimes more than once (wink). They fuel me to wr...
AN: If you've read the first two chapters, you should know what kind of story this is. Expect no realism or restraint. This is a ludicrous sexual power fantasy, as crazy as I can make it. If that's the kind of thing you want to read, then enjoy! ***** As the edge of the evening sun at last fell behind the horizon, I, The God Emperor, stepped down from my c...
She sits quietly in the dark. Her anger is a palpable rage that seethes across the room becoming a great tidal wave that crashes against the locked door. Her eyes focus unseeing on the wall before her but her senses stretch beyond the door and feel all of those walking around the house. She unfurls her legs and stands throwing herself against the door frui...
Archangel Ch. 2 : God's Army The name is Lucifer. Please, don't embarrass yourselves by pissing your pants. I mean you no harm. For I am the Prince of the Light. Prince of the Air. Bearer of Light. First of the Fallen. Chief of the Fallen Angels. Lord of Darkness. Master of the Universe. I am Immortal and Everlasting. Yeah, I have so many names that I...
Gloria's story: My husband, Peter, is police commissioner of our large southwestern city, and he's walking a very fine line between protecting the public from illegal sexual activities versus actively participating in them. Yes, his vice squad continually attempts to tamp down prostitution, pimps, and sexual slavery. But, on the other hand, he gives protect...
Author's Notes: This chapter turned out quite a bit longer than I thought it would. It only crosses over to the final page by a bit, I hope the story keeps you reading despite the daunting list of page numbers at the bottom. @o~*~*~*~*~*~*~o@ Inca Ruins, Peru — 2001 "We're close, Aaron." The old man held his hands out before him, moving them slightly ba...
Note: Hey, everyone! I'm betting that you are wondering what the hell happened to me, huh? Well, I had a terrible tradegy in my family. I don't want to talk about it, but let's just say I had no desire to write for a long time. But life goes on and here I am. I'm sorry about the delay in bringing you this chapter. Once I sat down and started writing, I must...
Do you have a hobby or occupation that the world just doesn't understand? I do. My name is Thanatos, and I am the God of Death. My primary occupation is that of Collector of Souls. Most specifically, the Souls of Human beings. I despise the Humans. They're a blight upon the Universe. They deserve to be eradicated. I've always loathed the entire Species. I do...
The conveyor belt stopped, and the break in the steady stream of peaches headed toward them allowed the women a chance to straighten up from their hunched positions. Some even took the opportunity to put down the sturdy paring knives they used to skin and prepare the passing fruit, stretching their backs with juice-stained hands placed at the bases of spine...
Once again I have let my imagination get the best of me an gone a little wild with this story. It seems to write itself to me. I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I did writing it. I'm addicted to your comments and look forward to see what you think good or bad. Please remember to vote too. Until the next installment, Tah Tah for now. ~sylent...