Chapter 4: Torn This story is entirely fictional and is in no way connected with the subject. This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. If you are under 18 please stop reading now. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or undead, is purely coincidenta...
"Then tell her to go to the police...charge me with rape, go ahead!" he yelled. Al was out of his chair and flinging his arms in the air, he was so angry. "Dawn, I never touched her. I can't believe you'd think I'd do something like that!" "Why would she lie?" Dawn yelled back. Now she was out of her seat as well. She marched right up and stared him in the...
Hey Folks, Happy Thanksgiving, I wrote this one with the idea that it would be a nice long Holiday read. It's a bit different from my usual Turkey Day stories. Believe it or not this time the turkey survives. There is no flying food in this story. It is a long one, so those of you who just need a quick two page story should steer clear of it. This year as...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: While this story stands on it's own it compliments events presented in Be Careful Of What You Wish For. If you have the opportunity, read BCOWYWF first. He always loved late autumn afternoons when the sun shown through the trees at a low angle and painted the grounds in warm yellow light. The manicured lawns, framed by the tree overhangs were...
Edited by Michael-Leonard * Prolog It was a beautiful warm sunny day in the Valley of the Sun, just perfect for a Sunday drive with the family. Mike Stevens sat behind the wheel of his vintage Mustang convertible. Beside him, his beautiful, eight month pregnant wife Jennifer, leaned back in the bucket seat; eyes closed absorbing the warmth from the late O...
She climbs from the cab and as it drives off, stands swaying with fatigue. She is a pretty girl with long full brown hair, an exception of stillness in the crazy yellow of the street lights, in the shifting shadows and glares from headlights, in the din of engines, tires and horns. Three bicyclists barrel down the sidewalk shouting at her for standing so stu...
Introduction of sorts: It always surprises me when a classic fairy tale is remade--each time there are claims of it being something new but each time I am disappointed as it follows the same script: damsel in distress is saved by a handsome man. These cliche stories have been stripped of their darkness and what we now watch as the animated classics pale in...
Disclaimer This is a four-part white woman, black man cuckolding novel. It is written based on fantasy sexual scenarios. Some characters are written as stereotypes in order to advance this fantasy. The cuckold character behaves weakly and doesn't stand up for himself. The black bull characters behave aggressively, and are not written as living human beings...
Disclaimer: This story contains one NSFW illustration. It's the very first thing you'll see if you scroll down. Ignoring this disclaimer may lead to promotions. "It is better to be feared than loved, if you cannot be both."-Niccolo Machiavelli Thinking was like swimming through drying concrete. The effort it took Andraste to focus was herculean. She...
Holidays at the Lodge were very much a thing. Although obviously everyone had their usual obligations such as visiting family, we always set aside a date so that everyone could celebrate together. After spending so much quality time together, a lot of the girls had become quite close, so celebrating certain things became the norm over the past couple years....