"Lord Etienne... do you have a home?" They've been travelling for months; a wanderer's life suited for the bachelor Pureblood. "Do not burden the Master with your silly questions Rose!" reprimanded Keiko. But Rose was adamant. Running as fast as her tiny feet could, she rushed to the front and tugged at his sleeves. "When you go home, can I come?" She...
Glade believed that she'd arrived at the point in her life where events had directed her. The trials she'd endured from the time her tribe was reduced to slavery; her travels across the southern and northern lands; her marriage to Flint; and, of course, the ever-present shadow of Demure: all of this was destined to culminate where she was now. The pinnacle o...
"You're pitiful," the Demon Lord Asmodeus said, glaring down at me with a murderous fury in his crimson eyes. Seven feet tall and massively muscular, the grayish blue monster with the huge, bat-like wings pressed its clawed foot against my chest, causing me no small amount of pain. I looked up at my enemy with all the defiance I could muster. I was bruised a...
NB: There is still about 3 weeks left till the 60th day at this point in the story, so there is still time - in case any of you were wondering. For this chapter, there will be a lot of small scenes so you can imagine it like a movie zooming it on various moments as the characters battle on to survive. Hope you enjoy it! *** During her stay in Kirke's v...
"I hate the bastards!" growled Mimosa the following day, employing the worst insult available in the Knights' language. Illegitimacy was the ultimate stigma in a society that attached so much importance to child-bearing. Glade paused from shaving her fellow slave's crotch. She was aware of the vehemence of Mimosa's remark. "I hate them too," she said, altho...
Clouds obscured the stars and moon when Glade and Demure emerged from their shelter carrying as many of their belongings as they could in deer-hide sacks, but more than the dark what mostly helped secure the lovers' escape as they crept away from the Raft People's village towards the Great Sea was that the rest of the village was far more preoccupied with ot...
Just a short essay on the situation we read about so often about the cheating spouse that laughs as they put one over on their partner. Who do they really hurt in the long run? Who is the chump? The one who loves fully, or the one who pretends, lies and cheats behind the other's back? Always searching for something they already have, if they only opened t...
The day had dawned hot and sticky, with a muffling blanket of humidity that one could cut with a knife, and had only gotten worse as the sun started to creep over the horizon. For Alison Dawes, the heat was a perfect excuse to skimp as much as possible on clothing – her mother clucked at her, then shook her fist at her, but Alison had simply skipped out, hop...
The woods were calm that spring day. The time of year when birds sing pretty songs - a time of beauty. The two warriors, Karn Lets Suckoff and Leo Bendoverforus, had been at war. Their ragged appearance betrayed a day of bloody hell as they wearily rode their faithful steeds down a sun soaked trail. It would not be long before the need for rest would take i...
"Good morning Shithead," enjoined my secretary, Ginger, in a tone that my unerring telepathy told me I had already, or was about to do, something wrong. As if I could give a shit. "Ginger...any mail?" I asked, as I stood in front of her desk and assaulted her inbox. "Nothing important," she answered, "but it's the thirteenth." "Not today," I replied, "ma...