"Thank you very much!" Larya chirped, leaping off the barge and onto dry land. "We appreciate you being so understanding." "Lady, they don't pay me to keep people off the continent. Here, steady now—" The ferryman tugged on the netting, preventing the barge catfish from immediately leading his boat back out into the gulf. "If y'all really wanna head toward...
A little girl, no more than two years old, sat on the huge fur rug in our bedchamber. She looked at me, her face so much like a younger version of my own but with her other mother's gorgeous green eyes, smiling a beautiful baby's smile. My heart almost burst with joy as I looked upon her sitting there, a large picture book open on the floor in front of her....
The store hadn't yet opened for the day, the morning light just beginning to peer in through the windows. Puck floated above the counter, looking over Koshka's wares, eying them curiously. Much of it was ordinary for the numismatic enthusiast. Off to the sides were coin-collecting supplies on the racks, and along the counters were various coins on display bo...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Author's note: Hey everyone, sorry it took so long. Just been very busy, but I didn't forget about my readers. Remember leave a comment about what you might like to see in the next chapters to come. Hope you enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Trevor the Inn keeper was busy tidying...
Though Malcolm generally presented himself as a straitlaced man with a collected manner, he had proven himself more than capable of enjoying the great outdoors. As good as he looked in one of his suits, there was an appeal to seeing him in a simple t-shirt and sweatpants, his muscles flexing under the material. He'd suggested a camping trip, producing a pai...
Author's note: It's been a long time since I wrote any fanfiction, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to collaborate with Rube, an artist whose work I very much enjoy. This story takes place during the events of Halo 3: ODST, and features his character Alba. I'm a long-time Halo fan, too, and so this was kind of a match made in Heaven for me. You don't...
The Horned Reaper stood alone in the dank darkness of the long-abandoned dungeon. He sneered. Long abandoned. Being abandoned entailed it being occupied in the first place. This was no Dungeon. It was a tomb. His tomb. Long ago, he had been the most powerful servant of a powerful Keeper. In the name of his master, he had killed… Well… He couldn't remember ho...
"But how will I know what do in a real fight, Sir Kor?" Eustace asked. "You've had a full year of martial drill and sparring in our Order," Sir Kor replied, "even if you don't know what to do, your muscles and reflexes will." "Maybe. But not all of us were born on a shield," Eustace muttered. "I was found on a shield," Sir Kor chuckled, "And enough wit...
Mxyzptlk, fifth dimension imp of tremendous power and professional trouble-maker by trade, was bored. Bored bored bored. So bored that he sometimes turned into a wooden board, which also got him annoyed. His normal activity, harassing Superman, had lost its flavor. The boyscout had gotten too good at tricking him into leaving. He had tried switching opponent...
Just a quick note for the readers I am not a tattoo artist any more than a Greek Mythologist. This is a work of fiction and any miss steps in the way things really work are because of these facts. None of the people in this piece are real; any reference to the real world is purely coincidental. Enjoy When the SUV pulled into a parking space in front of...