It's always a little fun as a writer to take two characters who have little in common at first glance and toss them into a closed place. Without their lives to get in the way, a sort of human magic might appear and things can happen that would normally never be possible. You can doubt if you wish, but as an example, there was a huge power outage across the E...
If you have enjoyed this story, please vote your approval at the bottom of each individual chapter. This is the final chapter in a series of six. Many readers have added it as their favorite, and several dozen have selected to follow the writer. There have been many thousand 'views'. There has only been one annoying person making inappropriate comments. More...
Copyright © 2018 Prologue; Thanks again to blackrandI1958 for the opportunity to participate in another special event, Siren's Song. I have never written a sea-going saga before and most of you will probably tell me I should have gone down with my ship but I wanted to give it a try with a favorite genre from my youth, the swashbuckler. I didn't want to wr...
I knew of her when I was a teenager but I first met my wife, Jackie when I was twenty-one. I was an inexperienced young man who, despite three years in the armed forces had not really discovered the delights and mysteries of the opposite sex other than a few fumbling, embarrassed and rather drunken moments at parties. Jackie was five years older than me and...
A surprised and stunned Karen McCall stared down at her boyfriend of three years. On one knee, Glenn knelt before her with loving eyes in the middle of his apartment lounge. In his hand he held a small blue box; the lid was open and an engagement ring with a glimmering stone sat in a white surround. "So Karen, will you marry me?" Karen's mind went into ove...
Be warned, this chapter is light on the eroticism. ***** So, as one might expect, Nagi are vicious creatures. They're the Gods damned centaurs of the reptilian world, and I hate centaurs. Now, before you ask, yes I found the one I was looking for. The slippery son of a bitch came at me before I could lay eyes on it. Now how, in the hells did this happen? W...
Copyright 2009 by madengineer3 No similarity should be drawn between these fictitious characters and any real life people. This is simply a story. * The presidential election had been very one sided. The Muldavian press had picked a favorite, early on, and had done their part to make sure their man won. Their favorite was Kar Amabed. His eloquence was in...
My Secret Life PREFACE I began these memoirs when about twenty-five years old, having from youth kept a diary of some sort, which perhaps from habit made me think of recording my inner and secret life. When I began it, had scarcely read a bawdy book, none of which, excepting Fanny Hill, appeared to me to be truthful: that did, and it does so still; the ot...
Warning: The following story contains explicit violence, explicit sex, unfair racial stereotyping of goblins and ogres, bald-faced lies and innuendo, treachery, lazy misappropriation of pagan gods and goddesses, unsafe rooftop stunts, ego-driven consumption of alcohol, mass immolations, impalings, irreverence, arson, assault on religious workers, sentient-on...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONALwith the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. *** Darby shook me awake around 9.30. "Go and have a shower." He ordered. I rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. The water was hot and the glass walls o...