Chapter 13 - Crossing a Line ***** Aranea was living at my place. No, we were not intimate. She was simply a friend, offered to be my steward, and would offer to accompany me on the road if and when I chose to head off on another adventure. I guess I didn't really need a steward, but more importantly, it gave her a roof over her head, and I suggested she g...
Chapter 21 Shavala and Katrin rode Socks and Flower to the elven quarter, since Katrin had suggested it was too far away to walk. After two hours, Katrin finally said, "We're getting close. I think." Shavala glanced back at the way they'd come, confused. She didn't know her way around the city, but she had a good sense of direction, and it felt like they'...
"Morning, Oliver!" Alice chirped from the couch. Her roommate blinked at her with a sour, sleepy face before passing on by into the small kitchen. Alice frowned. She had hoped that Oliver would be in a good mood again. The past two days they'd had breakfast together, almost like a real couple. Alice had her bagel and Oliver mauled an overfull bowl of cereal...
Nico furrowed his brow and scratched his hair. He rotated the map slowly. "Ah. Aha." He nodded resolutely and put the map back away, then cocked his hands on his hips as he surveyed the path before him. He wasn't lost. He just had no idea where he was, and there was a difference. Nico hopped up onto a fallen log, briefly checking to be sure there were no g...
The sun hung high over the goblin village. By now, every villager was already awake and tended to their duties or, if they finished them already, was either playing, resting or fucking (the goblin hobby par excellence). Of course, the village in general currently waited for the hunting party to return from their bi-weekly expedition into the forest surroundi...
This is my contribution to the Summer Lovin' Contest 2019. I would truly appreciate your rating and comment. If you rate it poorly, please elaborate in a comment! I love and respect all feedback. This story is loosely inspired from a trip to Barcelona some years ago. Do understand, the vast majority of this is pure fantasy. Note: there are elements of age-...
When twenty year old Jasmine Alexander meets her fantasy lover, Alfredo, and decides to surrender her virginity to him, she asks him to teach her to make love, and more. She comes to understand that Alfredo is what he believes himself to be, a Vampire. Jasmine learns that she has been forever changed, not only by the loss of virginity, but deep within her be...
Part Two - The Mask in the Mist. I was there. When magick made a bridge of mist and a prince's seed made an unborn king, I Maer Maerlyn was there, a petty dabbling sorcerer stealing love like a thief. After the solstice and ceremony of the Sun, when Nym Nymue was made consort and queen, the Lady went her way and I the Maerlyn went mine. Both our paths ran...
Author's Note: The following story is a riff on Sarkopheros's first Brod story Brod: Bulging and Shopping. I consulted with Sarkopheros before publishing this. As always Sarkopheros's work remains a huge inspiration to me and if you enjoy my stories I highly recommend you check him out. Sarkopheros's work can be found on Literotica under the same name. All c...
I finished using my sick rad dragon shapeshifting powers to pull bullets and stitch up the holes on the last of the civilian gnomes who hadn't gotten to cover in time, then flipped my cute butt over an overturned table, landing between two United Nations Marines. The UNMC was pretty swoll and rad and all sorts of cool words – and one of the reasons why was t...