In a large room of an artist's studio, somewhere lost within one of the many suburbs of Kyoto, a boy watched an older woman, red paint up to her elbows, in the act of crimsoning a succubus. The studio looked out on the courtyard which the building itself was built around. The sun, at that moment overhead, blazed down upon the mossy wet vines that clung to t...
A/N: No porn in this one, just the dreaded plot rearing its ugly head. If you are looking for the a quick and dirty fix you have to go to previous chapters. ---------------- The gusting north wind carries the battle songs of the war band to them as Pike tightens the straps of her cuirass. Grog leans on his great-axe, scratching his beard and smiling into...
As we rode I sat and looked at Rachel's face. In her sleep I could see the turmoil evident in her dreams. I stroked her back and instantly the look on her face became one of total relaxation. I held her and thought what that meant for me... to me. Ray turned and looked at her and said, "How could anyone hurt someone that beautiful?" I looked at him, my fa...
Queuing was a pain in the arse. Some people, very sad lonely people, Adrian assumed had been at the front of the queue since the early hours of the morning and now it was minutes from six in the afternoon and the line of the great unwashed stretched round the building. Adrian enjoyed the fact that he was not one of them, like many others he stood in a beer g...
Captain Horace lay back in his seat, eyelids fluttering. This evening had not gone as planned. He'd promised himself he'd keep an eye on Lleva, to make sure she didn't get up to anything to embarrassing in the servant's quarters, didn't have her way with anyone, ask any major questions. He didn't trust that girl. Everyone else in the castle thought that Pri...
I had ridden with my best friend, Bill Jackson, to a golf tournament near Bloomsburg. We had played in a captain and crew fund raiser for his alma mater's basketball team. Two of his old frat buddies met us there and we had managed to shoot three under par. That was good enough to come in third in the third flight. I never understood the scoring procedure at...
Once upon a time there was a young maiden that seemed to come straight from a storybook. Long, flowing brown hair that seemed to float about her head and shoulder and always catch the glint of sunlight with it's shine. Her eyes the most beautiful shade of green, and deep enough to easily get lost in. Her skin was smooth and soft and the envy of all the girls...
Ever since Aryn was taken from the dungeon, all Joel ever did was pace back and forth inside of his cell. He could hardly focus on anything but his worry for her. What was Nora thinking? What did she want with the girl? Did she know who Aryn really was? For all Joel knew, Aryn was already on her way back to Ylatm, trapped and afraid as she was forced to be s...
Sorry about the mix-up before. I hope you like the story. * All the men in the village met in the elder's house. He was an older man, his hair graying at the temples. He walked with a cane and was partially blind. He was not a bad man, but he had a iron will and would follow the traditions of the village at any cost. This evening, the cost could very well...
III For X there were now only two things. The darkness and the pain. Well, this is not entirely true, there were also ghastly nightmares and whispering voices that went along with the blackness and the pain, but this life was focused around the two, blackness and pain. The pain continued until at last it became something of a numbness but still, most obviou...