"Santa's Elves Will Do WHAT?" She Demanded It's too bad none of the guys were there to see Lana's face. When she looked up from the "report"—well, the sorry little list of "donations"—those green eyes flashed like a stalking tiger's. She tossed her shining chestnut hair as though to shake off the whole weary world. "You're telling me that 465 bucks is the...
There is no sex, it is a soppy romantic fairy story for adults wanting to warm the cockles of their heart. ***** Now Prince Arrik peered out of the Palace tower window, his breath misting the thin plate glass. As far as the eye could see, and he could see a long way over the flat terrain from this high up, the ground lay white in a thick layer of freshly-...
Calli stared at the phone and exhaled with a sigh of relief. She'd made it through another Friday night call from her mom. Again she'd managed to dodge the same questions and concerns she hears week after week: "Are you getting enough rest, Calli?" "Are you eating right, Calli?" "Met any new friends lately?" "Having Sam is good Calliope, but don't you nee...
Copyright Oggbashan August 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ "Ow! That hurt. It isn't large enough for my wrists, Alice."...
Author's Note: I want to acknowledge that the two main characters of this story are originally based on two characters that my wonderful girlfriend created in a short erotic story that she wrote for me. They are of course based on us and I loved the idea so much that I created a much longer fantasy romance about them. As a convenient backdrop I have used a f...
Yrel's Chronicles: Prologue Months had passed since the war on Draenor ended and the Legion was defeated. The inhabitants of Draenor had dedicated that time to rebuild their homeland. While the war and fel influence had ravaged wilderness and cities alike, there was nothing that hard work, magic and a peaceful environment couldn't fix, and so it was that in...
Willow Creek, Arizona 1800 Rebecca Temple was in the middle of teaching her class when one of her students...a young boy of 13 years..burst through the doors of the modest old church building which housed the school during the week. A 28 year old woman..her blonde hair tied atop her head and dressed in a long sleeved baggy dress which flowed all the way down...
Author's note: Strong language, certain feats may not be "realistic". Enjoy! Nessa woke up in a cold sweat. The room was dark. A bucket was in front of her, as are a few old pieces of bread. A dark bag lay indistinctly across the room, as well as a few chains seemingly hanging from the ceiling. There was a cold breeze wafting over her bare feet, and su...
This story is a vignette meant to stand on its own as a story, though based upon characters in my ongoing police drama series." This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone driving u...
"She was a goodly woman and respected by most. She lived alone on the boundary between the McVörss and the Claire's. People would come to her for curing potions and such. Then the fields closest to her cottage began to fallow. The harvest began to shrink. Whispers from both clan of witchcraft started. Both Laird's tried to protect her, but fear does strang...