Iliana stared out at the waves as they build and grew before breaking on the shore. The multitude of colors hidden within their depths always fascinated her. She could see shades of blue, greens and purples blended perfectly into the ocean's majestic beauty. Stepping closer she marveled at how it seemed to be calling out to her, beckoning to her soul. Bendin...
Lady Lahri was terrible at card games, no talent whatsoever. But she was a little bit decent with strategy board games. In fact, she asked Vansoth for a few tips on how to play one particular game with better results. She asked with a timid, uncertain tone, but the fact that she was showing interest was enough to make Vansoth happy. For the next few days, af...
Author's Note: This story will technically be the fourth in my Rarity series. I strongly suggest that you read one or two of the previous stories so that you can understand what the basic premise of this universe is. Otherwise, you'll be confused. I will admit, though, that I might accidentally be inconsistent with some minor details between the stories, bec...
In the dining room, Sonali said "Kids, my hands are all sticky with the balm, I will go clean my hands and take a bath. You girls eat and have fun." Ileana was in the dining room and as they took their seats at a table, Sony also came in. They both served Kajal breakfast. Shriya and Amisha just took tea. When the waitresses were out of earshot, Shriya sai...
This is the fourth chapter in this series. Minimal effort has been made to explain backstory, so it is recommended that chapters one through three be read first. ***** By sunset on the fifth of July, the first floor walls were mostly in place of the cabin Jordan was building on the land he had inherited. High stone exterior walls were built, but the cement...
There's hardly any graphic sex here, so if that's your cuppa you should probably read something else. I'm not opposed to erotic scenes, mind you, I just can't write them worth a tinker's damn. I know I could ask for help, but my first two experiences asking established authors for editing guidance were enormously frustrating. The first never answered and a...
I want to give special thanks to my editor, Alabasterthighs. Her assistance is greatly appreciated. * I rolled into the office later than usual for a Wednesday morning. Fighting an uncharacteristic midweek hangover, I sat at my desk, booted up the computer, and played back the messages from the night before. Nothing urgent; at least, nothing that rated a h...
Warning: IF you're looking for a short story or with explicit contents, THIS IS NOT FOR YOU. This story is an original copyright. Any similarity is pure coincidental. Forgery or publishing without the permission of the author is fraudulent. Critics are more than welcomed. This is my first story to be published; please comment freely so I can improve my wr...
The blind shall lead the halt. No, wait... I GREW UP IN half a dozen rundown trailer parks around Shiner and Sweet Home, Texas. My folks were killed by a drunk driver when I was nine; unfortunately, the drunk driver was my father. Their estate consisted of a maxed-out MasterCard and a drawerful of unpaid bills, later joined by vaguely threatening letters fr...