I opened my eyes. The lid of the stone sarcophagus that I was trapped in for years was suspended above my head. I was finally free, but there could only be one reason why. Hell was back. I clenched my fists in rage and when I did, I noticed the predicament I was in. I was stark naked and my hands and feet were shackled to the sides of the sarcophagus. I sat...
It was after one in the morning, the thief was about to make her hit, this would be the sixth house that she broke into. It wasn't this neighborhood but the others nearby and word spread quickly of the break-ins. The house was dark, no car was in the driveway, and there was no garage. The thief chucked to herself, "I wonder what goodies lay in this house."...
Chapter 11: The Invasion Of The Cromil Valley Valdark rode behind the warriors. This had been a mistake. There was nothing up this valley. They had come to a small town along the river. The black ships rowed up the river Cromil, using the slaves they had captured in Cromilil. The knights and mounted warriors rode up the river banks. After the first farms an...
Ray and I had been friends for a while. We flirted innocently throughout high school. Now that I was in college, we hadn't seen much of each other or spoken too much, save for the random instant message every few weeks. This all changed when I was home for the summertime. I was online constantly, having nothing else to do other than work, and we would conver...
"You only live once," Mira says as she peels away her shirt. She falls back into the bed and gazes at his reflection in the mirrored ceiling as his hands caress her legs, his black nail polish shining in the light. She closes her eyes and tries to slow her fast beating heart. "Not if I can help it," Maven says with his lips against the skin of her thigh. "I...
June 5, 1944 Plymouth, England The rain made rivers down the window as thunder rumbled across the shore. From his vantage point, he could see the boats bobbing in the violent harbor waters. The muscles in his back were tight as he stared across the English Channel, imagining the Germans in their bunkers facing him as they hunkered down through the storm. A...
I can feel the blood coursing through my veins, the familiar heat spreading through my body. I shift position slightly though my range of movement is limited not only by the rope that binds me tight but by the knowledge that He is not far away and He has told me not to move. I feel the carpet, rough against my cheek. The hemp rope bound tightly around my ar...
I am standing in the shower this morning, contemplating the day's demands as I allow the hot water to stream down over my head. While there is usually a knock on the bathroom door announcing someone's needs, "Mom, I need... Mom, where is...," blessedly, I am home alone today. Personal, quiet time is scarce and sacred. I lean my head forward and feel the hot...
Author's note: My apologies for the long delay since chapter eight. For new readers, I have included a "What has gone before " segment on my profile. For everyone who has voted: Thank you. Much like a previous chapter, this is mostly back history with some sex thrown in. I hope you enjoy. Also: any comments on the series is welcome. * * * * * The past ( ov...
Chapter 3: Anari's Training The Master's eyes came upon Anari's in her lowly position. Again the merest hint of a smile played on his lips. He walked all around her, examining her. He tapped a beat on his hand with the riding crop, which sent tremors of fear into Anari. 'Obedience training begins then...' and he let his words linger for Anari's benefit. '...