The sound of ringing metal and clashing steel sang out in the crisp morning air of the alpine forest. Roland grimaced and parried, batting aside Kelsea's swipe with the toothed head of her Man-Catcher, smacking it out of the way with the flat of his blade. She stumbled, having put all of her weight into the attack. He stepped smoothly into her guard, pointin...
"Magic just doesn't work normally on you." The dwarf observed. Jeff chuckled. Back in his world, that statement would have been an oxymoron. Here, where magic was normal, it was still odd enough to make him chuckle. "Just because when you cast your little 'Hot Tongue' on me, my cock burst into flames, don't try and blame me. You're the one who botched the...
+ He was running through the dark forest. The hunters were closing in. He must survive. He tried to look behind while running to see if any hunter was in sight, but saw no one. May be they lost him. May be its time to stop running and look for a shelter. Or is it? The hunters are very cunning. They can hide in the shadow eyeing their prey and then come ou...
This as much an alternate history story as anything else. Details and dates are accurate, with some minor creative liberties. Sex in this chapter happens near the end. Plots are as important to me as the dirty stuff! And everyone's over 18. *** I am Demmus Alfer, and this is my story. I am an exile, duly convicted and sentenced. My crime? I fell in love....
This is an original work by Zeb_Carter and is protected under (c) copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only being submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. House Calls -- Part II It was time, time for us to leave the safe and warm confines of Campus Du Page. There were survivors out there in t...
Atlas grunted as he rotated his shoulder this way and that. Even a slight exertion caused a twinge of pain. "Enough, Atlas," calls Illia, glancing sidelong at the thief. Atlas sighs shifting in the saddle and causing Ezma to snort. "See?" "I know, I know," replies Atlas, as he pats Ezma's thick neck with his uninjured arm. "Just bear with me, Ezma. It's bee...
Warm light streaming across my face woke me. Determined to slip back to my dreams, I started to roll onto my side, pulling the blanket over my head with the movement when pain froze my movement. I lay flat on my back, trying to breathe past the pain. I thought I smelled flowers. Glancing beside the bed, I saw a vase with wildflowers with a card beside them o...
Steve rolled himself to the sickbay under his own power but was quickly overtaken by nurses and doctors asking this and that as they pushed him to a room. He let the sound of their fussing wash over him. He answered what he could like no, he never lost consciousness, yes, he was still bleeding in some places, no, his bones hadn't healed yet, no, no one else...
Mytilene is an ancient city, founded in the 11th century BC, in mythology by the Amazons, and is today the capital city on the island of Lesbos. Very close to modern day Turkey, and ancient Troy. Homer recorded that the Amazon queen, Penthesilia, fought with the Trojans to defend their city. Queen Penthesilia brought twelve Amazon warriors with her to Troy,...
Author's Note: I am releasing this story in chapters as a serial. If you have not read the previous chapters, please do so, else you are doomed to be forever lost, lonely, and confused. In the previous chapter, our favorite party gals, Lina and Arabel put in a scantily-clad appearance at the queen's perverse wine-making ceremony before things went off th...