The Reluctant Duchess 07 Part 7 of a Hallmark-style romance reimagined for Literotica. This is the final chapter that leads ultimately to the required happy ending. Reading the prior chapters will certainly help you understand what is going on. Thanks for reading. Sophie had started drinking more and terrorizing everyone around her again, as the fallou...
After years of struggle, pain, and blood, you are within arm's reach of the Overlord, your mortal enemy. You stand in the Overlord's private chambers, prepared to finish the chase that has consumed you for as long as you can remember. You tighten your grip on Endbringer, the enchanted sword you recovered from the Tombs of Oblivion. The Overlord takes a step...
Turron made his way through the humans' village with a poorly concealed sneer. Nakko, his security, trailed behind him, laughing at the chickens wandering the worn path. Both had strapped massive battleaxes across their backs in a show of peace. Without weapons in their hands they were, in their culture, technically unarmed. "Chickens?" the smaller minotaur...
My wife Nicole is a stewardess. The pay is OK and the hours are pretty lousy. Recently, though, Nicole has been bringing in some serious money. She has started dressing as sexy as she can in her airline uniform. She tries to wear the shortest skirt showing as much leg as she can, and she leaves her neck open showing just a hint of cleavage. Whenever she...
The Count D'Urberville's strumpets were as requested: a comely pair, scrubbed clean and unencumbered by any kind of underwear. He reclined on the shabby hotel's best furniture, did his best to ignore the drunken cacophony from the bar downstairs, and surveyed the naked rumps revealed by cheekily raised skirts. "You." He prodded one bare buttock with the col...
Silvertree Chronicles Book One, The World Awaits Synopsis: The life of Eldar Silvertree, from his graduation at the prestigious Elven Academy, and his desires to leave it behind. Only to return full circle, to shake Elven Society to the core. ***Inspired by multiple fantasy environments. Not endorsed by any of them. © EmotionalStorm 2018. Published, March...
He spurred his horse on faster, trying desperately to catch up. But her horse was faster. She looked back and smiled, the wind whipping her blonde hair across her face. She looked so alive. His heart skipped a beat. He needed her with a desperation he never knew existed inside of him. "You don't want me?" she teasingly yelled back at him. The wind carried h...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains gr...
You sit in your chamber, recalling all of your struggles and triumphs. The deaths of your rivals, the scheming that placed you next-in-line to be Grand Warlock. Surely, you had to make some sacrifices and betray more people than you can count on both hands, but soon you would wield absolute power within the cult of Grevakhnu. A devious smirk crawls across yo...
Thanks to everyone who commented and emailed me on the first chapter. It gave me the motivation to continue the story. This story for you guys! *** Daminus hurried down the street, casting quick glances to the shadows of the alleyways. Don't be stupid, you wouldn't be able to spot him anyways. Besides, the Magi Victus only have one victim tonight. The tho...