Nearly a dozen people sat in the room where Ythes lay on the bier, dressed in robes of purest silk, her skin milky white, her hair burnished and beautiful. A few of the attendees murmured to each other in hushed, subdued conversations. Others sat quietly, staring at the blonde corpse as if in shock. Here and there a quiet sob broke out, or a hasty tear was...
The next time Jessica saw Chris was in biology. Toni and Michael were in a totally different lesson to her and somehow she was now sitting next to a vampire. There was only one seat left that was shrouded in total darkness, he sat there reclining on the lab stool, a pen tucked behind a well formed ear. "Oh, god." Jessica groaned as he smiled and waved at h...
Thank you all very much for your ideas, they've really helped me figure out where that story is going. Ideas are still greatly appreciated and I hope this story will develop into something that will be loved and remembered. x .................... The small taxi made its slow ascension up the pebbled driveway. Tall deciduous and coniferous tress swooped dow...
After four weeks of travel from Lutecia, Eugène was back at Masilia at a tavern about to reunite with his family. While he was sitting at the bar, three rhemor entered the tavern. -DADDY! – yelled the youngest of them as she run towards her father and hugged him. -It’s nice to have you back – said Eugène’s son in law. -Oh, honey. I was so worried about you,...
To the people of Greenwall, the Des’Cantier family were the closest things to celebrities that anyone could be in such a small town. They were well-loved and admired by most of the townsfolk for as long as they had lived there for generations on end. However, these days when someone spoke the Des’Cantier name it was usually followed by a shake of the head or...
/ /Author's Note: This story, Terrible Company, is sprawling sword-and-sorcery fantasy satire with a diverse cast of characters. Over its many chapters, those characters will have interactions (both with each other and others) that cross many of the lines that exist between Lit genres. I have come to believe that breaking the story into those different categ...
Alright, folks here's another plot bunny for ya! I hope you enjoy and please, as always, feel free to leave any and every feedbacks! ***** Demarcus could only moan in pleasure as he watched his dark copper dick slowly enter the tight asshole of Ora the Annihilator. Once she had him fully inside, the halfling witch began to rock back and forth on his meat p...
Warning: This chapter involves Futas-herms-dickgrils- whatever you want to call them. If you aren't into that, just skip this chapter. Pretend it doesn't exist. ***** Equina carefully kept her face hidden with the cowl of her robe, and her hands hidden in the folds of her sleeves. If anyone in the crowded tavern saw the blue hue of her skin, discovered tha...
Hanna was sitting in the Pierced Boar tavern in the village of Morrovale. She was perched beside her best friend Sharesh, the Rakasta, on one of the tavern's bar stools. Hanna had one of the 'special' stools, which were noticeably taller, to accommodate the halflings' tendency to be three foot in height or less. Her sizable bare feet were propped onto the fi...
It has been centuries since Humankind conquered the world forcing all other races into a slavery. Over the centuries the slave races began being bred for specific roles the most prominent and most profitable was that of pleasure slaves. The amount of slaves one owns is a symbol of how wealthy and important someone is. Because slaves are considered property t...