Viviana swung her legs off of the stale, straw mattress and set her feet on the cold, wooden floor. The inn was austere, but the room served its purpose, and it was all she could afford. She rose cautiously, anticipating the bone-deep pain that was becoming all too familiar, and peeked around the window curtain to see the horizon beginning to glow with the b...
Okay, here is the next part as promised, and I have an idea for an editor, as this thing is getting massive, 96 pages in word. Though I can't guarantee anything, I will be trying to remove the single chapters and putting up a few sections of the story, after I have fleshed out some parts and made it flow better. If you are still confused about a few things,...
"And so the servants of Sejova and Jaynus thought to cover the world in fire and blood, preaching of the peace and love of their Gods. They thought to burn, and kill, and destroy the old places, the Ancient places, where people would worship the Gods of their people. The servants of the New Gods would have succeeded too, but the ran into the North, and their...
The Gods did not create the world. It was the world that gave birth to magically powerful creatures to watch over it. Every part of it that wished for protection gave birth to a different spirit, and for their immense power, they would later come to be known to everyone as Gods. They lived along that which they protected, being yet another part of the planet...
Duzi's had the good fortune to live in a land of abundance. Trade routes crossed this land, and cultures far and near merged. The temple on the hill was a good example of many beliefs blending. Built in ancient times, many gods for many occasions were worshiped. At night they could be seen shinning their approval. It was late fall, the leave had turned colo...
John Newton never intended to destroy the world; he just wanted a harem. And not just any harem; he could have gotten that without going to the lengths he did. No, he wanted a harem of gods. The young yet brilliant scientist, in a workshop at his house, readied his device, packing it up in a trunk. In another trunk would go batteries he had charged to meet t...
There are so many strange things that walk the world of man by day and most of them are much worse than us creatures of the night. Sometimes, I don't know why humans make such a big deal out of the darkness. They're afraid of the dark and what it brings. The truth is that they should be afraid of the light. True Evil prefers to move about in the daylight hou...
(Auther Note: This is the last part of the story of the bastard prince. Please read the previous two parts to understand the story. Enjoy) Chapter Seven: In the Temple of the Ten Gods Prince Edward walked through the dark passages of his father’s magnificent city. The terrible images of the deeds he did in the last two days kept haunting him; the moaning f...
He brushed his nose softly against my ear and I could feel his warm breath upon my cheek; he pressed himself firmly up against me and started to move me against the wall. Gods how I wanted him right then. This is not fucking right you psycho! I screamed at him then slapped him the face. He backed off with a sly smile right before I darted past him and ran...
This is actually two stories, "The Father" and "Ambrosia". Literotica won't allow a story less than 750 words, and "The Father" is less then 200, so I squeezed it in here, because its very similar in both setting and tone. — Author @ @ @ @ @ The Father His sister Hera, in one of her moments of bitchiness, refused to share his bed this evening. Zeus...