Derick stood in front of his altar, carefully inscribing the last of the designs on the piece of copper foil. He checked his work against the illustration in the book, and smiled when he saw that it was perfect. He took the vial of rose-oil and anointed the charm, reciting the accompanying text, which ended, "Most holy and revered Goddess, Laughter-loving Ap...
If you haven't read the previous submissions, my husband and I have discovered a new side to our relationship. We are deeply in love and care about each other more than anything and although at first I could not understand it, he liked the idea of me with another man. Finally we had explored this fantasy with a friend of his. In short, my husband likes me t...
She awoke naked. It was the breeze that woke her, an almost balmy wind sailing across her bare breasts and tickling like the gentlest of fingers her tummy and her quim. It was a peaceful awakening in those first few moments of blissful ignorance, and might've carried on being so if she wasn't so soon to notice the chains. First: the balmy breeze, then the s...
Lots of people who have mental problems, like I do, have a death wish of one form or another. Some commit suicide, whether self-inflicted or by cop. Others take up dangerous activities which significantly increase their chance of dying. Most just continue to plod along, unhappy with no reasonable prospects of getting happy, but too gutless to end it. I was...
Jordan resumed, "OK, now about the catastrophe. If you search your mind on the subject of astronomy you will come to the information about a star some call Nemesis. Some think it is our sun's binary twin but it is not. Our star has no companion because the other stars in the nebular nursery pulled them too far apart to remain in gravitational contact with...
DISCLAIMER: This work of erotic fan-fiction is a spinoff of The Walking Dead. The original character and following narrative are my own intellectual property, of which I have woven into the storyline of the original AMC TV series. While some characters, plot lines, original dialogue may appear, I do not own any of them. I am not profiting off of this. For pe...
Author's Note: This is a brief standalone story. My goal here is to take a look at the inner workings of why some people stay in relationships which are inarguably unhealthy for them. I hope I've accurately captured the essence of Falcon as being charismatic and loving Devin in his own way, while not necessarily writing him as a very likable person. And my...
Despite my long absence, I have not forgotten these two, or any of you who enjoyed their tale of forbidden love. Here, at last, is chapter four. Molti baci. *** Gabriel paced like a caged tiger around the rustic kitchen as she spoke, shaking his head in denial repeatedly. His countenance was furious. Laura seemed very small and fragile as she sat in the...
Foreword: This story deals with graphic depictions of non-consent. If that's not your thing, please read no further. This is also intended to be more of a "story" rather than just incidents of hot sex, so if you don't want to read plot and background subtext, and are just looking to get off, maybe try another story, or just bear with it and be patient. Also,...
Notes from the author: Hi everyone! Ever since I wrote Life is a Runway - which had a WWII element in its plot - I have been itching to craft a WWII war bride story (with a happy ending, of course: I simply refuse to write anything that is not corny). This obviously implied some serious research on my part and major adjustments to the mores of my usual prota...