Hitting the highway with a Harley sitting between your legs is one of the most thrilling things I’ve ever experienced. The sense of freedom, the power, like you’re riding a piece of a storm. There’s no better sensation to have while heading out on vacation. Unless, of course, you’re having hot, steamy sex with a very attractive man. Then it’s a whole new b...
It had been a long day and Caitlin was shattered. In her head she conjured a deep silky bubble bath accompanied by jasmine scented candles, and afterwards, snuggling up underneath crisp cotton sheets. Then an elbow dug her in the ribs – "Sorry Cait, didn't see you there" - and she returned to reality. The impossibly overcrowded hotel room was hot and her ni...
These are not "Stand alone" Chapters. I suggest reading from the beginning. Part eight of eight: A family is born This story is the product of a diseased and febrile mind. As such, it is fiction. Having said that; All my stories are true, even the ones I make up. Copyright 2007 L_D_Darrow I wish to thank Wolv_Project for taking the time to edit my offeri...
The wicked queen had just been doing some very wicked things to herself, but now she was coming to her senses. That fucker! And that slut! That cock was hers! And the title of most loveliest in the kingdom was hers! There was no way she was about to let the little bitch take her title and her husband's cock along with it. She slipped out of the stable with...
~ Through the Turnstile ~ It was hard to decide if the goose bumps were from the cold air or from mild trepidation. The chill was easy enough to explain: she had taken her shirt off, exposing her back. Trish had thoughtfully put a warm towel on the pad to cushion her breasts, but she was still cold. The apprehension was more complicated. She had asked Lesli...
"Hey look it the king and the future Queen." You said happily, as you watch them walk past to the royal palace. You kneel instantly going to the ground. The king and soon to be Queen stops in front of you. "Who are you? Are you a brave knight or just a common soldier?" Said the king. "My grace. I'm Dewey, of the Pushels a common, sol...
The Sinful Tastes This is the tale of Prince Arlan Baratheon. Arlan Baratheon is the Son of Cersei Lannister and Robert Baratheon, with the classical Baratheon bright blue eyes and the Lannister Golden Hair. He was a normal person who had landed in Westeros and with defective magic he had just enough control about his magic to increase his reflexes, strengt...
Note: In this chapter, I finally reveal the secret behind the Shadow Dagger. I have been building up to this moment the whole series. I would really like to hear your opinions about the reveal. Have fun reading the chapter! Ashford leaned against the crumbling clay wall and wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. These damn Raves warri...
I live for the moment I hear that catch in her throat with our first kiss. Her breathing getting heavier with each tender touch, and caress of her sensitive places, I wait for those three words she will not say..., yet. Catherine Chapter 27 Sarah "Catherine..., how is Sarah," repeating my question. "I'm sorry," Catherine's reply, putting the sandwich hal...
This is a simple edit to add the acknowledgment of the efforts of two editors on this story. This is the first story for which I have used Volunteer Editors and in my excitement of submission, I forgot to thank them. Sidekick and Holly GoLightly were absolutely necessary for the publication of this story. They helped on editing and getting me to understand...