*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *Riptide: a strong tidal flow of water within estuaries and other enclosed tidal areas.* *This tale is an espionage fantasy under assault by reality* *The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing...
Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. Low tide: The period between the ebb tide and the succeeding rising tide. This tale is an espionage fantasy frequently under assault by reality. The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing to him....
Note: This story is non-erotic. It is also dedicated to Ben and his son and all the others who have written me as a result of my stories: Esther Story and Red, White and Blue Halloween. Most of all it is dedicated to the real live men, women and families who keep us safe and free. Goddess bless and keep you all! ***** CHAPTER ONE Master Sergeant Michael T...
This is the long-awaited sequel to my story of love and lust in the New Zealand outback, "You'll See, Lucy". I've had a number of requests for this story, and I apologize to everyone who enjoyed the last one so much that it took me so long to write again. Life sometimes has a way of directing us away from our personal projects. Hopefully this will live up to...
This novella is intended for adult readers only. The content is sexually explicit and intended for mature readers (18+). ***** A heavy shock hit her chest. Sitting up quickly, she began heaving and coughing in an uncontrollable fit. As she blinked her eyes, she could see her coughing was much more than just air. Each time her chest heaved reflexively, a s...
John hadn't intended to fall asleep, but with Helene's soft warm body cuddled up against him, he soon found himself drifting off into a soothing slumber. Instead of the blackness of unconsciousness, he found himself gazing up at glorious blue skies, the sight that greeted him every night since Alyssa had created her personal subplane. Lying down in the field...
Pre-Chapter Notes: I apologize for the delay in posting this chapter. I got caught up with things irl and was also slightly distracted by a game. Writing the in-between chapters before the grand finale of this arc is also proving to be harder than expected. To Anon -- the game is LoL TFT This chapter is sort of a filler, but as Finbar noticed in the previo...
A special thanks to JonB1969 for his quick responses and amazing editing. Without him this story may not have been finished. If you're looking for a quick fix this story isn't for you, this is my longest story and I hope you all enjoy it and remember to vote/comment if you do. This Story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either...
Fair Warning: This story contains a mild non-consensual/reluctant passage. The vacation was going great and it was only half over! Paul was loving these days, this week of blissful serenity out in the remote woods of North Carolina. He was loving them more than he'd ever expected he would. Actually, he'd originally suspected that a week out in the boondock...
Sat. May 4th, 2015; In the Locker room of Morningside Gym: The sweat dripped from his forehead, and rolled down his face, before he got ahold of his towel. Jefferson was tired after leading his hip-hop aerobics class, and his chiseled frame was soaked from hour-long workout. The spandex outfit would be a bitch to pull off, but it was well worth the hungry...