Author's Note: "Custom", a ten-part series, starts the morning AFTER "Luck", another ten-part series, with the same cast. If you haven't read "Luck", I advise starting there first as I cannot guarantee this story will make perfect sense when read alone. All characters are over the age of 18. If you're not a fan of slutty sorceresses, medieval fantasy viole...
My name is Kenneth Brown Dick. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in the great city of Atlanta, in the state of Georgia. These days, I find myself doing all kinds of odd things. All for the almighty dollar, you know. I am a civil engineering student at Georgia Tech and it's hard to pay such costly tuition, you know. I got to find alternative way...
I am addicted to sex. I probably have been since I discovered my father's porn collection at 13. Even now I have been inspired to confess this by my lover- a married siren with a sadistic streak. I have found the time to write whilst waiting in for a sex toy to be delivered that I shall shortly be begging her to fuck me with. So yes. I am addicted to sex. I...
At about 8.30 PM we, returned to our hotel and both of us went to our own suites. I refreshed myself and changed my dress from pant to trouser and a sports banyan. Then I called for the waiter and ordered for two plates of Roti and Two plates of Panner Kofta to be served within a half hour. Then I knocked her door connecting inside the room. I heard her...
I slowly regained my senses, and my eyes slowly came into focus, I was in a smallish grey metal room lying on a soft mattress in a nook in the side of the wall, there was very subdued lighting and no pictures or any decorations at all on the walls. There was no furniture or anything apart from the nook in which I was lying. There did not seem to be any doo...
She shivered with the cold, and pulled her cloak closer to her body. How she hated the cold winter night and would not be out in them if she had a choice. She would much rather be in front of a roaring fire, watching the flames leap & dance than be out on such a night as this. Still, needs must when the devil drives as her kindly old Nurse used to say. Ther...
Lathandriel had found himself in the employ of the Baron of Whitefield, a walrus of a man called Allister Du Peamont. He arrived with a letter of recommendation from his former employer and the Baron's colleague, the Earl of Northshire. When the Baron expressed his disbelief that the rakish elf could serve as a bodyguard, Lathandriel proposed a test of his...
2. THE RUINS OF THE SHRIEKING DEAD When they at last drew near the ruins on the horizon Greg was feeling pretty tired, and his obsidian sword was dragging against the rocks. Dalile still loped tirelessly, swinging her thorned sword and smiling. As they approached the ruins -- blackened husks of stone raising dead fingers towards the blood-red sky -- she slo...
When he awoke, Andre found his car in the front drive filled with fuel, and his shirt folded neatly on a massive mahogany table. Andre wondered where Dahlia had gone, and how she had gotten there. He decided to spend his day exploring the enormous plantation, and trying to get to know the real Dahlia St. Romes. Everything in the house was very old, expensive...
Kaylin looked out his condo window at the dark clouds and knew the sky was expressing how he felt at the moment. Not even fifteen minutes ago he got the worse possible news from his parents. The council, who ruled over all wolves, wouldn't let him take over his fathers pack without a mate. Kaylin had no problem with the law that has been in place for hundred...