Furious! Wonder Woman was jet lagged, battered, groggy and sore from her Guatemalan fiasco, but mainly she was––furious! Outraged! About to ease her abused body into a soothing hot jacuzzi, she had turned on the TV, idly, and saw––herself! Or rather, an obscene parody of herself: a busty brunette in a abbreviated version of her patented costume, kung fu figh...
Chapter 13 Grinding it out "Christie, I've got a meeting with Detective Etchevarry on Friday afternoon. We'll be going over the file on Diane's murder. I wanted to talk to you about Diane because you two were so close, even before I came back into the picture. I'm looking for the smallest clue to what was going on when I was away. Is there anything she told...
Disclaimer: This fanfic is based off the Neverwinter Nights community module by the name of "A Dance with Rogues" created by Valine. I fell in love with this story and felt compelled to write something that compliments it. This story contains explicit content and graphic violence. All characters except Shiloh, Bastian, Rhys, Nicca, Ni'as, Narev and Essex are...
"The mail-woman was walking funny again," I said to Rick as I freshened his Five Burroughs (that's a Manhattan with five parts bourbon) from a pitcher, our modest collection of letters clutched in my other hand. "Maybe that's because somebody keeps sodomizing her with a fat, massive cock, my shining jewel of beauty," Rick offered before taking a sip. I pou...
Authors note: Hello everyone. This story is a spinoff of the Twelve Tables series I wrote a while ago. I hope you enjoy this series despite its differences to the original story. Thank you once again to Paul who continues to be my second set of eyes. ~ellie. The Twelve Vitalis Chapter 5 Cat woke up and stretched. The bed was luxurious, and she hated the...
In a morally ambiguous, obscure world, this would be a true story. __________________________ It was a scene right out of the 1960s. Wealthy, powerful, confident man sits in a smoke-filled, dim lit room, with his scotch at the bar looking at the woman next to him, getting ready to hit on her. He should have felt he belonged on Mad Men. Only, it was a mirag...
Mary Mae. Oh, God, why is she haunting me as I lay here dying? All I see is her face and those three days. Why not my wife and my two daughters? Shouldn't they be my last thoughts in this world? After all, they are the reason I stole $1.5 million in cocaine and $5 million in cash and drove half way across the country. Mother Mary. Is that smoke I smell? I...
All eyes immediately turn to her. It takes her a moment to process what just happened. She looks over to Rainer, his expression defaulted to a smooth blank face; when she turns her gaze to Quell she sees that he is just as surprised as her, starting at Rainer in shock before glancing directly to Coral. "Coral," the Governor says softly, drawing her attentio...
PRESTIRA Yavara was in good spirits, having gotten the message this morning that both Brock and Elena were alive and well. From what little Zander had risked putting on the parchment, I gathered that he'd set plans in motion for finding a Froktora. I liked Brock, truly I did, and the Terdini were renowned for their strength and size, but they were just too...
The headquarters of Lidelle Shipping Co. had the unfortunate coincidence of being located across the street from the Metropolitan Police Department. During the day Ardon could look outside his window and see any number of officers trailing in and out of the station's large glass plated double doors, sometimes with a drunkard or thief in tow. He sometimes eve...