Author's Note: The main characters (Gabriel Knight, Grace Nakimura) are the property of Sierra / Vivendi Universal and Jane Jensen. Okay, moving on... This takes place after the events of GK2: The Beast Within, and it's part of a fanfic that I never finished. I wrote this when I was 21, so it's rather rough compared to my later stuff. Enjoy. * * * Grace...
*** Hi there! All thanks goes to Izabella and Angelika for editing the series! *** From Aveline Erickana Ruben's diary: 6th December 2008, 10.45 PM, Carrie's bed Sigh. It has been a while. I have to admit that I've been neglectful towards you, dear diary but I couldn't help it. I've been so busy lately. I guess, for starters, I have to say that Carrie l...
Sarah Young woke from a daze after another leap through time. She found herself sat at a desk with an ancient type writer and large black telephone. Alone in the tiny room with one window and door she went to look outside for any clue as to where, and when she was. White masking tape covered the glass and outside was severe devastation. Bricks and other...
Trysten sighed and watched the Koi fish swim around his bare feet as they hung over the edge, submerged in the cool water up to his ankles. He shouldn't have been so hard on the boy. Gods knew he had the right to feel the way he did. He shook his head and sighed. Those were his own people who were slaughtered like animals, and Trysten called it trivial. Whet...
He watched her walk into the luxurious bar of the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel. She paused in the doorway, uncertain, before continuing on into the room. All male eyes turned in her direction as she passed, their lust-filled thoughts plainly visible on the exotic black woman in the room. Ignoring their stares, she headed to the bar. Sitting down on one of the leath...
Monday I woke up at about 4 a.m. on Monday. It was still dark, so I reached over for Cara, but she must have left during the night after I passed out in a sex-induced virtual coma. The bed was a wreck, the sheets were damp with who knows what, my back was scratched and my cock was actually a little sore. I couldn't have been happier. I got up to take a pis...
Steve and Maxine had been happily married for three years, but their relationship had started a long time before their marriage. As childhood friends, they had done everything together, shared the same toys, the same pets (a cat named Fanny, and a parrot named Donatien); Steve knew Maxine's moods like he knew his own. So when she came home one night sullen...
It was raining; of that much, Brianna was sure. Focusing on the sound of rolling thunder helped rouse her from her sleep and drown out the pound of her trembling heart. She sat abruptly, brushing the last remnants of her nightmare away, staring with wide grey eyes at the ancient clock stuck to the dingy wall of her cheap room; it ticked loudly every second,...
Over the next few days, Ryan could not get Charmaine out of his mind. She was so fucking hot! Just…everything about her! The way her beautiful face looked with her hair up, or with her hair down, or when he was fucking her, or when she had his cock in her mouth…was enough to blow his mind! And her body…her tanned, naked body with those nice tits and that per...
I tried to slow my breathing from the chase. "All this over a bloody coat!" I hissed to myself. The air was so unusually cold tonight; I could see my breath in the moon light, and it was only just nightfall. The water slopped against the piers, and the ships groaned and creaked with the movement. I could taste the salty air which was sweet compared to th...