Shenira leaned on her bow and smiled at the humans gathered around her in the frost-covered dirt square. They were a grubby lot, with clothes covered in patches, dirty faces and more gaps than teeth. They were superstitious too, and that was to her advantage. "Can you really slay the great silver wolf, Lady Elf?" one of the old geezers asked, clutching at t...
I first met Nina at the opening of The Autumn Show at the Carson Gallery. She was with Warwick Smyth. Warwick and I were old acquaintances. I'd known him at university. 'So ... how long have you two been together?' I asked. Nina frowned. 'Together? Oh, we're not together,' she said. And she looked Warwick up and down in a way that seemed to say: Really? Ar...
The day I got called into the office and told about the "Corporate Downsizing" was a shock to my system. Sure, the economy was in the toilet and I understood that, but who expects to be laid off when they are one of the very best analysts for their firm? At age 21 I pretty much had it made. Then it wasn't long and here came computers, I was one of those th...
REMINDER- I write long stories; some parts don't have naughty bits, but the parts that do will make more sense if you read the other parts, too. Lucky for you, THIS part has naughty bits. Please vote if you like it. Thanks for reading! – o – His most lurid, fanciful imagining couldn't have replicated the blinding pleasure of waking with his cock in Troi'...
I was laying on my bed taking my rooming house's land lady's words to heart after telling her that I was going to be a tad late on my rent when the call came just as I was about to. If it had been a phone I would have simply ignored it, but it was my dagger; that meant that my boss, Kuan-Ti, head of the Department of Justice for Mythological Entities require...
Theresa had been skyping back and forth with Cathy for several days. All she heard was Cathy and Steve, Steve and Cathy, Cathy, Cathy, Cathy, Steve, Steve, Steve; they just didn't get it. Theresa knew the truth. Cathy knew nothing. Steve knew nothing. If they knew they wouldn't feel the way they did. No, it would be entirely different. Theresa remembered...
-The day before Christmas Eve- The doorbell rings it's familiar musical chime throughout the house. I look up from my phone, and I look around from my spot on the couch. My mom walks past me, her autumn dress sways with her steps. She looks at me. "Thanks for getting the door." She says sarcastically. "My pleasure." I say back. She walks out of my sight i...
Author's Note: Warning, there will be some (non-sexual) violence in this chapter. Also, I'm not an expert on self defense. If any of the methods my characters use aren't realistic, then I apologize. *** Nostalgia. So much nostalgia. A tree made of plastic, decorated with so many different things. String lights with rainbow colors. Smooth orb ornaments...
As I got closer and closer to the date of the defence of my PhD thesis, the tension and anxiety began to mount. I wasn't tense about my viva- I was fairly certain I would ace it. Instead, I was tense and anxious about my life after the PhD. When I started the PhD I had had a very clear goal in mind- I wanted to be a Professor. But 4 years later, as I got rea...
This story is written at Nancy's request, she personally related the details to me as best as she could recall from her first visit to an adult theater. The story is completely true and Nancy is excited to see her experience in print on the Internet. I ask no personal attacks be made on her character, if you don't like the story or disagree with the content,...