Kirkwall, the site of the Initial uprising that fucked Circle Politics, Destroyed Order and unleashed Hell upon the World, no there is a new Knight-Commander of the Kirkwall Templars, Caspian Van Markham-Vael! He is the Illegitimate son of the late King of Starkhaven and a Van Markham Princess. And to avoid Family Scandal he joined the Templars, something he...
(The North) Orys II Was Riding His Horse Alongside the Knights of The Kingsguard, He Was The Squire of His Uncle Jaime Lannister, and Had Been for Five Years. Before That He Had been Fostered Amongst the Tyrells, and Served as A Page in The Court of His Grandfather, Lord Tywin Lannister. Unlike His Siblings, He'd Inherited His Father's Traits, and Some of Th...
Just to let everyone know, I won't stop writing completely over the summer. But my stories will be fewer and take longer to get written. But I will submit a couple including this one. Thanks Vastie * You know when you get that funny feeling in your head and heart that something isn't right. Well I have been having it now for sometime. I sat there thinking...
Thanks a lot to techsan who edited the story pretty quickly and turned it into a better one. * Chapter Nine Anna stood still for half an hour. She was trying to process everything that Mrs. Sanders said, make a sense out of all that. She thought about how Chris behaved at the hospital by her bedside and at her home. She was actually trying to punish him b...
Cheryl sat in the living room mindlessly listening to the weatherman's weather report and sipping her morning coffee while watching the snow make snowcaps out of the cars parked outside. They should have cancelled school she thought, but this surprise snowstorm had fooled everyone. She could have used another hour's sleep instead of having had to drive the k...
The old house on River Road creaked and groaned loudly, almost as if its elderly bones hurt. Nobody heard the sounds because the house was empty and had been since the last owners abandoned it in 1924. The grass had been taken over by straw grass and weeds. The bushes were over grown and scrapped against the clapboard siding. The screen door hung askew by on...
It was late August, the time almost 9pm. The sun had gone down and dusk had arrived. She turned her car off the main road and pulled onto the drive outside her house. Glancing in the rear view mirror she adjusted her dark brown hair before removing the keys from the ignition, opening the door and climbing out of her car. She carried her keys in her hand se...
When Frank died, I made one of those over-hasty decisions that people often make when in a state of bereavement. If I might offer a piece of advice, wait until at least a year after the death of a loved one before you make any drastic moves. Frank and I had always planned to sell our suburban house and move permanently into our beach house when he retired....
Twenty minutes later Margaret fumed as she saw her brother casually wander down the steps of his townhouse. Looking like a beach bum as always, she could only shake her head. Whatever was she going to do with him. She loved her brother, and it was obvious that he was smart and successful, but to her his life seemed completely out of control. The quintessenti...
Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale features women presented as sexual objects. There is not...