Hartsthrone Hall was much larger than his parents' house, stretching proudly atop the crest of the hill. Its pale stone exterior was still lit up from the last rays of light that stretched across the top of the rise, making the facade gleam with a golden warmth. The windows, unlike the last time he had visited, were shining like bright lanterns, allowing tin...
"Let's stop here." "Jay, I'm tired of being in the car." Melissa gazed out of the car window. "We're out in the middle of nowhere. We can pull over, get the picnic, walk for a few minutes then have something to eat and relax. Then find the place. It's on this road – County road 67, we just haven't driven far enough." Jay pulled the car over to the verda...
"My God, it's hot!" Darla looked at the thermometer on the back porch of the farmhouse. 110 degrees. The Nebraska summer heat was relentless. Seth, the farmhand with the rock hard body, a man who sweat for a living, was stacking fence posts out by the corral. As she gazed across the shimmering heat of the back yard toward him, she spread her legs wider, try...
People saw the Amazons of Themyscara as the zenith of both womanly empowerment and peaceful society. This is only half right. Wonder Woman and all Amazons have all long since become misogynists and sex addicts due to changes Zeus implemented in the Greek Pantheon over the millennia, and when Diana declared she would go and 'Save the World of Man' she didn't...
Authors Note: I wrote this for the Valentine's Day 2019 competition. Maybe I'll try and create an alternate or companion version for Halloween. Constructive criticism welcome. All characters in the story are over 18 years old. Thanks. ******** My phone vibrating shook me out of my open-eyed doze. I was in the weekly torture session called a staff meeti...
My Daniel walked through my front door, his new little whore right behind him. This was fun, though, because this was exactly what I had expected him to do, to bring his little fuck toy as a show of possession and separation, possession of her and separation from me. My name is Megan Holly. I'm a twenty-four-year-old white woman of German and French descent...
You're name is Garrett Caine and your a very handsome young man who is coming to Gotham to work on the B Project for Bruce Wanyne. You heard that he a penthouse playboy kinda guy. Maybe he'll show you a good place in town to pick up some busty babes. Any though you had a few sexual partners before. You been leading a double life from being a very known scien...
Chapter 01: Silhouettes My wife noticed the couple first. They had moved into the campsite across from ours and after an hour, they were still setting up their tent. She nudged me and pointed out why; I followed her gaze. The pair were making out. Again. Every time they picked something out of the car and moved it to the picnic table, they would stop and ki...
Chapter Twenty-Eight -- The Avenging Stranger Tanélickt and Danka departed from the Great Temple before sunrise on August 6, only four days after Danka first entered the city. The two penitents had very little time to spare if they were going to cross the entire western valley, go into the mountains, cross the pass near Novo Sumy Ris, and navigate the hilly...
From a darkened doorway, the one-eyed man stared at the neon-lit diner across the street. His permanent squint caused as a result of losing an eye in a bar fight many years ago. He pulled up the collar of his shabby raincoat, crossed the street and entered the diner, where a muscular man in a grey suit was sipping on a latte. As the one-eyed man approached h...