*If you can't look in a mirror and laugh at yourself, cut off the light* (A special nod to BR for his help with all kinds of trivia and input in this chapter; a big thanks to Frontma for the editing ) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) (I mak...
Robin sat staring cynically at the photograph that took up most of the front page of the newspaper. "He Wins a Second Term," screamed the headlines. Every newspaper, every news outlet in the country was carrying that nice domestic scene; The Great Man and his family standing on a dais, all smiles, hugs and kisses, united in his victory. "My God, if only th...
This is a continuation of the story revolving around a young man named Donovan and the people he meets and experiences he has along the way. For those new to this story you can pick up from this chapter as I have done my best to keep many important details present. * Donovan woke up the next morning and the events that took place the previous night seemed...
If you're not 18 or older please take a look at that red x up in the corner... yes far right corner. Hold your mouse over it until it's highlighted. Click it and it shall direct you to where you ought to be. If you're 18 or older...enjoy the story and if you haven't yet read the first chapters of the Texter, I suggest reading them before diving into this st...
"Siobhan," Cillian moaned. His hands fisted in her hair, the setting sun glinting off the red highlights, so bright against the sea of emerald grass around them. His beautiful woman looked up at him, blue eyes sparkling with mischief, but her soft lips kept going. His tunic was off now and she kissed the ridges of his abdomen, softly teasing, nipping at him...
Thursday evening, Bret was back at his club again, working. He'd taken Wednesday off -- it was really getting quite hard working all day, first at Falkner and Foster and now here -- but his conscience had forced him back tonight. "Hey Boss!" a well-known voice exclaimed as his door opened and a peroxide-blonde looked inside, "you busy?" Without waiting for...
NOTE: This is a HALLOWEEN CONTEST 2018 submission, so ratings and comments are welcome. NOTE 2: This story ended up taking on a life of its own and is far from what I planned when I started. It may not be to everyone's liking, but it means a lot to me and I hope some others find it enjoyable. "September sun blowing golden hair... October's rust bisecting b...
Greetings everyone. I can only apologise for the slow development of this chapter. I only hope that you all enjoy this, and feel it was worth the wait. Thank you for being patience and here is the final chapter. This story is based on the Batman animated series universes. This is a fun little fan fiction that is not to be taken seriously. Hope you all enjo...
It was after noon by the time Joe got up the next day, Lisa was up finishing a cup of coffee and had to get back home with her husband and kids. David had to fly out of town on business and both were ready to leave the house. “Tell my sister to give me a call later today.” Both were out the door before he could respond to her message. Joe sipped his coffee...
Colonel Lionheart entered his tent and paused. Standing in the middle of his pavilion was their guide, a fox man. Unlike the vulpines back home his fur was a cream color and very fluffy. He was wearing the loose-fitting clothes that all the desert people were wearing, albeit it had a hole in the back where his puffy tail poked out. "You must be the commande...