Most people may see the North Pole elves as those cute little pointy-eared beings that made toys and sang songs but there always had to be one that didn't quite fit. The anomaly. The outcast. That was Nimble. Nimble and his fellow elves spent most of their lives toiling their days away in that sweltering, wooden triangle-roofed workshop with a fiery furnac...
Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Five: Out-laws "Fiona. You're Fiona." I sat back, nearly hyperventilating, as I examined my visitor again. My eyes flew from her hair, to her eyes, to her slightly wrinkled face, trying to see something familiar, any sign of the man I'd married, but nothing had changed -- she was still the same stranger, though her smile looked...
The morning started extra early for Bartuc. He had been in an elevated mood, but it wasn't for some magical reason. It was because of his night's with his best friend. Drinking, sleeping, eating... Fucking. And all over again! As he opened his eyes, all he could see was the damp rafters from endless years of rain, snow, and evident human up-keeping. With a...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. This pa...
There are several unspoken but well-known certainties that keep the Eder court running smoothly: The Queen rules supreme and is not to be questioned. The nobles keep themselves occupied with a vast, complex and political system of gambling. And it's always a fool's wager to bet against Count Tytos Carac. * * * The cool liquor slid down my throat with a s...
Disclaimer: All characters portrayed indulging in sexual activity are 18 chronological years of age or older. Any resemblance between these fictional characters and actual people is completely intentional and meant for parody. Reviews are welcome, flames will be ignored. This was done as a request for someone and it's dedicated to them. They know who they...
Dressed in a tailored red, velvet suit and adorned with a red hat trimmed with white fur and a shiny black belt with bright gold buckle and calf high boots, Freddie looked in the mirror dissatisfied with what he saw. With his broad shoulders, developed chest, muscular arms, and slim waist he looked more like Arnold Schwarzenegger than he did Santa Claus. F...
Tangiers is a crowded dusty warren where the streets are paved with shit. I paid off there. Stay with X who writes Gay pornography for underground publications to finance his work on the endless novel he keeps in a black-grained leather binder hidden in a bohemian apartment of antique and ornate Art Nouveau mirrors. A cypress tree towers twenty feet from the...
Author's Note: Aaand that's it! For now at least. This story was meant to be an introduction of sorts to this merry band I created and the world they live in. I've had a lot of fun writing it - I hope it's been a pleasure to read. It's very much been a learning experience, writing this tale, and I really appreciate the encouraging comments and helpful critiq...
"Uhh! Uhhn... Oh, yes, more!" I leaned over from my chair when I heard my own voice coming from the speakers of my husband's laptop. I grew louder as I drew the chair across the carpet. My cheeks grew hot and flushed a bright pink color. I gave a sideways glance to my husband. Man, the look in Hub's eyes as he watched the video, it stabbed my heart with sh...