As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains, I saw Captain Farrell. He was smoking his pipe, his purse full of coins hanging off his belt. My eyes glittering, I went up to him, and said, "Good morning, Captain, fancy meeting you here." "Molly," he said, looking me square in the bosom, "I didn't expect to see you here, and so early. What brings you out...
Author's Note: In the previous chapter, there were a lot of complaints that I had deliberately misspelled certain words in order to convey the idea of the protagonist's Dutch accent. For that reason, I decided that, since the representation of the accent was no longer integral to the story (as the reader now gets a clear picture), I will dispense with the m...
(This is my first ever submission and I have opted to do it totally on my own without editors just to see if I could do it.) My name is Rick, and while I was in high school and college most people who met me got the impression I was a computer geek. I am not a bad looking guy, but certainly not the best looking guy on earth either. I am 6'0" tall, weigh abo...
"Click... clack... click... clack... click... clack," the echo off high heels walking across a freshly polished floor filled the lobby of Claybourne High School as one its teachers made her way inside from the frigid, mid-January temps outside. It was a cold Friday morning with a light dusting of snow covering much of suburban Ohio town Kim Dudley, and her...
Chapter 1: The Auction I listen alertly for Sir's soft approach. Not so long ago, he could come within inches of me, and I would have no idea until after the first welt rose on my bottom, or his fingers were locked cruelly around my throat. In the last few months, my ears have become much more attuned to Sir's whereabouts, and it is rare that I don't sense...
Thanks for your votes and comments. This is a non-erotic science-fiction story, the latest in the series of stand-alone short stories featuring Hana Jeffries. It's the story I promised at the end of Every Man's Fantasy, chapter 27. There are some tie-ins to the Every Man's Fantasy series, where the story fits in between chapters 27 and 28. I hope you enjo...
This story arc contains NO SEX. _____ "Let's go." Braxton hopped out. Thor followed closely. Once they'd set the service door flush, they both glanced about for something to hide behind. They darted behind empty boxes of freight, all waiting to be taken away and refilled. Braxton peeked out past the edge of the boxes, scanning the interior of the dock for...
Second and concluding part. No graphic sex. Reading the first part would provide a basis for greater understanding. This second part, however, possibly will stand alone. To be sure, I am guilty of fascination with words and frequently choosing archaic constructions. To the half dozen who possibly will read and enjoy my humble effort, I extend my appreciati...
(This is the final Drifter story. This story includes some violent and very graphic situations - if this kind of stuff disturbs you - this is your warning.) * He leaned against the gray BMW watching the front of the school. Soon classes would be letting out, and the final part of his plan would fall into place. At about 2:50 PM the bells rang at West Phoen...
Author's Note: People didn't seem that interested in the last codex, so this will probably be the last one. I'm only submitting it because I already had it done. This is the history of the gem that Datoran gives Lyriena in chapter one. **** 69 years before the beginning of the current Age of Peace, the Moon of Deznessuian was found in a mine on the isle of...