***This is a story with a bunch of characters in it that I found I quite liked. They were originally developed for use in A Big Shiny Blue Marble, but sadly, they didn't make the cut. I re-read the story a while ago and I thought it might fly if it was presented as a separate -- and very finite -- finished work of say two to four chapters for Mother's Day....
We are Anubis. We are justicars, sentinels and judges of the monster girls: especially when rule of law set after the monster tyrant Maou died. And we now look like human girls with thick paws, jackal ears, and a fluffy tail. Humans love our new appearance. One of us became a legend when she apprehended Theo, the bloody terrorist with a just cause using em...
Authors note: Hello everyone. Thank you to everyone who has voted and left comments, they mean the world to me and motivate to write more. I appreciate your support more than you all know. Thank you once again to Paul who continues to be my second set of eyes. ~ellie. ***** Cat was getting ready to go out to the Donati family concert when Pete arrived wit...
Preeti sat in her grimy little room and struggled once again to understand how she'd gone from a haughty high flying future executive at a multi-national corporation to a penniless skank sucking on a joint and wondering exactly where the next month's rent was gonna come from. The weed leant a not unpleasant haze to her painfully recollected memories. It wa...
Part 3 – SURRENDER XXXII. The Club was not so unusual as to not have a bulletin board in the corridor that held notices and postings the administration felt might be of interest to members. A simple letter-sized fax, dog-eared and held up with a tack, caught Matt's attention. It was a single page advertising a rather specialized cruise around the world. Th...
"There is nothing more desolate in all the abodes of men than an unfurnished house dimly lit, silent, and forsaken, and yet tenanted by the memories of evil and violent histories." -Algernon Blackwood, "The Empty House" *** "I guess no one mentioned that Devereux Manor is supposed to be haunted?" Amelia paused with trowel in hand in the flowerbed, consid...
With 1984 Big Brother in 2010, Nude Day is now everyday and everywhere. Testing 1, 2, 3, smile for the camera. Action! 1984 is here in 2010 and Big Brother is watching you. Now with satellite communication, Nude Day is not just one day a year, it's every day. There's no hiding from the cameras, the cameras are everywhere. Peek-a-boo, they can see you. Ther...
As if your vote is my applause, please vote for my story. There are no characters under the age of 18-years-old in this story. * Sex with her husband, John, was the worst sex that Kathy ever had. Continued from Chapter 04: After working full-time jobs while raising three children, as if severed with a knife, the excitement of their hectic schedules abru...
Jeez! This is why I don't like doing "Skis"; Polanski, Krasinski, Romakowski, or "Anyotherskis." You know, guys of Polish decent? The fuckers spooge like lawn sprinklers when they pop. I scoop the last gobs Gribonowski's baby gravy out of my cleavage and thank Gods Unseen that I have the experience to efficiently manage such a messy exchange. He's pulled up...
Author's note: Please join Brian and Marigold on their fine adventure in many parts. This one begins on historic Route 66 in the California desert. ***** Chapter 1 - A Random Encounter I was wandering old Route 66 and stopped at an antique diner after a long day spent among the cactus in Anza Borrego park. The plastic badge on her ample chest said 'Milli...