As I said before this has not been edited and has very little erotica if any in it. Still working on it and building up the background. enjoy... ***** Most of the others are as we have heard about in stories to a point... There are fairies, elves, dragons, trolls, were creatures (these were really half-breeds /Halflings at one time but became their own br...
Ch. 12a: The Final Prophecy – The Contested Realm "You are all my guests. Please sit down. Forgive me for the bad furniture." The Warriors of the Guardian were quite hesitant at Lord Falagor’s kind request, but obeyed once Atrus and Anna sat casually on the nearby tree stump. The small hut supported only simple furniture, mostly made from timber from the n...
You take me to a small out-of-the-way restaurant where we eat fish and chips and talk about our lives. After eating, you suggest we decide what we want to do next over drinks at the bar. We head to the lounge order two strawberry daiquiris and sip them as we decide our fate. We unanimously agree to a club and dancing. We have another drink and off to the clu...
Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's note: This story takes place after Season 7, but deviates from canon after that. ***** Sansa Stark was barely through the door of her bedchamber when she was forcefully turned around and pulled into a rough bruising kiss. For a horrible second she...
Okay, in this chapter we meet Alza's cat, and things get interesting. Most of the basic everyday details have been given, so it will start sounding less formulaic and more like a story. I love feedback, but if you have issues with how things are in the story, just bear with me, and I will see what I can do to fix it. Enjoy! In the morning, around 10ish...
There has never been a god like Thor of the Norse Gods. The Lightning strikes in the heavens and the skies part. Along comes a chariot pulled by gigantic goats. There is a single driver. He is tall and powerfully built, a strong-looking man if there ever was one. He rides through the heavens and his eyes scan the world underneath him looking for adventure....
She sat at the kitchen table, twirling the wine glass in her hands. Sangria... as red as its namesake, the light turning it purple in the blue stemware. She'd always loved that stemware, so delicate and yet so strong... she identified with that description; maybe that was why she liked it so. Now there was only one glass left from the set of six she'd starte...
In the game of life, we are all just pips on the dice. Destined to find ourselves either face up and valued or face down and ignored. It's a craps shoot, life. The question, though--one asked since the dawn of man--is just what hand is throwing those dice. Ours or God's? Well, in either case, the hands tossing them are not clean. You could even say they ar...
Maurice Koenig got up from his sleep, hungry and convinced that what he had experienced was simply a dream. There was no way that it could be real. A Demigod ancestor of his, especially one THAT gorgeous, wanting to sleep with him? It was impossible! However, as he sat up in bed, his hand brushed against the smooth, feminine skin of the ethereal beauty who...
Ganymede was standing backstage, sweat pouring off of his face. All of the Gods were now seated except for the final all powerful four, and it was his job to announce them so that the evening could officially begin. Zeus and Hera sat impatiently in the Ruby Room waiting to be announced. Ammon-Ra and Hathor had arrived but were in the sapphire room, not wanti...