"Where am I?" Nik slurred out, dazed and confused. The back of his skull throbbed in pain, a result of the blow that struck him without warning. The room looked vacant of people. Water dripped from a leaky pipe. Tied to a chair, Nik couldn't move. Any attempt unbalanced the chair, almost causing him to fall over. "Anri? Are you here?" he called out. "If yo...
[This particular story can be read as a stand-alone piece, but was written to respond to many, many requests for a further chapter to "The Ugly Duckling", which enjoyed so much positive feedback, (much to the astonishment of the author!). It is not composed for the Valentine's Day story contest, but it does use Valentine's as part of the setting - PS] [This...
I wrote this as an entry for the 'One night in XXX' event, but I realized it doesn't fit the guidelines, so I'm posting it separately. ====================== There wasn't anything unusual about that evening. I'd stayed late at work, struggling with a coding problem. Truthfully, I'm a better designer than coder, but that doesn't mean I didn't have to solve...
Carl Jenkins holds the coin toward the light. It's shiny surface marred with congealed blood from the dead woman's hand, smearing the images cast upon its surface. His mind is full of questions as he looks upon the body. With a sigh, he places the coin into the zip seal bag and continues with the autopsy. "I wish you could talk, miss Casey Phillips." "Hey,...
Chapter 14 - The Sinclairs Mike and Ruthie returned to his room just as it was getting dark outside. The moment they entered the room, Ruthie stripped off the uncomfortable dress. She was desperate to get her bra off, given that she had not worn one of those restrictive garments since she started college. Once she was naked, she stretched and spun around a...
My old man mind can't remember where I'd heard it before, oh not the phrase itself everyone's heard that! I'd heard that it was a kind of writer's joke. That phrase, 'it was a dark and stormy night'. It's a juvenile way newbie writers used thousands of times to try and build tension or suspense at the first part of a book or story. Much like the rusty hinges...
This story belongs in Horror but not necessarily Erotic. It could go in different categories. There is violence in this story and some non-consensual sex. I want to thank my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my stories a much better read. * Part 1 The Story: I'm Ray and I work for the local Sheriff's Department in our small community. We usuall...
Things to Do in Denver When You're Almost Dead Synopsis: A quiet self-effacing college history professor encounters the woman of his dreams during a plane flight from Hell. The girl he secretly loved throughout High School that never noticed that he existed! Does their belated relationship stand a chance twenty years later? Sex contents: Some Sex Genre: R...
Author's Note: This story involves some unrealistic sexual acts involving some obscenely well-endowed centaurs and humans (and eventually, possibly some other fantastical creatures). If that's not your bag, thank you for your consideration! Furthermore, all characters contained herein are at least 18 years old, which is actually quite a bit older in horse ye...
"All the world is a stage, and we are but it's players." When William Shakespeare wrote that line in Hamlet he wasn't being poetic, he was stating nothing more than the profound truth. As people go through their lives they are always acting, always pretending, and the people around them are always deciphering their motives and interpreting their actions. A t...