Hey everyone, As I said in my profile. I'll be posting all of my novels online because of these uncertain times. Afterall, a good book can take away a few hours of stress. So, I guess this is my contribution to helping you make it through the day. If you would like to support me the best thing you can do is STAY INSIDE. Seriously. Nothing would make me h...
About the story: I decided to go back in time 17 years before Tash and John meet to tell the story of what exactly happened at New Holland. I reference it enough in the other stories that I figured I might as well write what actually happened to spark the Human-Breten Hvas conflict. * Prologue The transport reentered normal space with a 'whoosh'. Or at le...
Chapter 17: The Flare-Up I welcomed my work after all these troubled, but strangely satisfying days. A load had been lifted from my soul and I could dedicate myself to work. When I entered the building, I received more support from my colleagues than I expected -- perhaps I was not such a cold German after all; the influence of Maureen had probably changed...
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A warm breeze blew in from the sea as Peter walked along the cobbled harbour causeway. The threadbare soles of his white yacht shoes did little to cushion the rough surface. He had walked over twenty miles since leaving the small pension where, for a few francs he had stayed the night. He reached into the pocket of his white trousers, which were already gru...
Chapter 58 The trip to the Reservation We woke up early on Monday morning because we heard the girls. "I can't believe they are up on their own," Dawn said. "I guess they found something that motivates them." It was about 5:30; Dawn got up to go and check on them then came back to bed. A few minutes later, "We're leaving," Amy said as she stuck her hea...
*** Hey guys, the first (and shorter) split of what was originally chapter 8. More to follow. Fair warning, this chapter has pseudo-incest themes again. Thanks to Lunarlilith for editing. Enjoy. *** Chris' muscles heaved, beads of sweat dislodging, combining, and running down his bare skin. A salty, miniature flash flood, gaining momentum before...
Note to readers. This story deals with a fetish which revolves around attractive women who smoke. Now before you go off half cocked claiming that's something no one is in to, do a simple search of the topic before you opine. There are many sites dedicated to this fetish and although smoking has become taboo in America as well as in other countries, the fetis...
Thanks to Tigerssman and "UNK" for guidance on this story. The house was going to be tough on David, he wanted to post-pone dealing with it. Joy convinced him to go through and pick out sentimental items and deal with the rest later. Joy, Anne and Mei were working in the attic and found a steamer trunk just full of treasures. Joy said," David, can you pl...
(These words are but the vacuous exposition of mind yet untorn. There exists within it neither an intent to remonstrate nor demonstrate any person living or dead. Let these grains of time pass without offense. They would wish it on none. Not a fap on the first page story.) The Book of Rai: Sons of Heather Pt. 2 ***** "You would bring War to this Villag...