Behind the tapestry Part 1 The king and queen sat on their thrones and watched the last of the court exit the large wooden doors. The doors closed with a resounding boom that echoed through the throne room. Once the echos faded away, the kings shoulders sagged and his chin fell. “My queen.” The king said as he turned his head and looked into her eyes. “I...
To Eve, With love and thanks for your inspiration. * I first met my betrothed the evening of my sixteenth birthday at a ball held in my honour. My father, Lord Randolf Montague Dashwood, presented me to him with his promise of my hand. Lord Carnborough, a rather rotund man lacking the height to correctly proportion his girth, was old and not particularly h...
Once again, no sex. It's taking a little longer to get them there than I had originally thought--they seem to have a mind of their own. Stay tuned. * "Well, at least they were finally able to make her stop screaming. Forsooth, if it had lasted much longer, my brains would have leaked out of my head." Helenia lounged against a cerise colored cushion, absent...
High Priestess Alarra paced in her chambers, anxiously awaiting official word of her campaign. Alarra’s kingdom had been at war with the demonic forces of corruption for years, and had made steady progress in pushing them back. All official reports indicated that victory was near, despite horrific casualties, and rumors this morning were that the army was re...
While she lays, face down, in what they call "resting ready position," she has a lot of time to think. Between periodic check-ins and 2 or 3 daily appointments there isn't a lot going on around her most days. In a certain way, her comforts have been well attended to. Her neck rests on a comfortable pillow and she can look forward or to either side and view t...
All characters are eighteen or more and all rights reserved to the author. ***** At least that's the name we gave her in high school, but not until very late in our senior year and only among a few of us. Prior to March of my senior year, I doubt very many people in our large class even knew Hanna Hancock. I did, as I shared a few AP classes with her and...
The night was starlit with a cool breeze floating off the lake, the surrounding mountains, white-capped and cold. The Mage stands at the edge of her terrace, clad in only a thin chemise and summer cloak. Starlight hits the chemise rendering it transparent to all who would dare to look up at the balcony. Most knew better. Barefoot and hungry for the hunt, she...
***I have to thank those who sent me such inspiring feedback regarding this story. I had truthfully thought about putting it down and not picking it up again, but some of you have enjoyed it so much, I had to satiate you. My personal life is filled with a lot of stress and busyness, but I'm hoping I'll be able to post at least once a month, and make the chap...
This is the very first chapter in the supposed to be series. No sex in here, just character and plot development. If you think this has potential...please let me know!! ***** Because days and nights merge together when the mind wanders aimless, even a small change is welcome. It is not the change itself though that brings the much needed flicker of excite...
Prologue- seventeen weeks past Spending four hours getting an injured woman through tropical swamps is not an experience I would recommend for anyone. If not for the path cutting through the worst parts, keeping us elevated above the boggy depths with their slithering inhabitants, we'd have been insect food at best. All the same, we made it, even if my lef...