Chapter 1 The setting sun painted the surrounding hilltops a washed-out orange as the echo of three sudden gunshots penetrated the gloom to the valley floor. Standing outside of the farmhouse, freckle-faced and buxom Flossie (Florence) MacFie, conspicuous with masses of fading red-hair, made four unsuccessful sweeps through binoculars of the rugged foothi...
Amazon of Mine - Omnibus *** Author's Notes: This story takes place just under a year after the events in "Werewolf Chronicles", which I have occurring in the year 2020. Recommended Reading Order and timeline of events (and yes there will be a consolidation anthology done after the series is ended). 00 - >1812 - "The Crimson Tithe" (takes place someti...
About myself my name is Peter Williams 5ft 11ins weight 180lbs reasonable built but not muscular in any way. When I was young, my father insisted I learnt about Judo for self-defence he knew the world was becoming dangerous place. My mother and father now passed away, leaving me a good inheritance. I was able to attend university obtained a first degree in e...
Chapter 4 Chris and Trish Morgan had been married for nine years, after dating for eighteen months. They were college sweethearts, and while both had had other relationships, they knew that their pairing was meant to be. Trish was impulsive, which paired with Chris' over prudence, made them both meet in the middle. She was cheerful, funny, always with a qu...
Author's note: I first want to thank those that continue to enjoy my stories and vote; it gives me great joy knowing my work pleases you the reader. I also appreciate the many comments, both positive and negative, they continue to feed my desire to write and help me to refine my writing. For my critics I appreciate your honesty and candor; your comments may...
The following story is a fantasy focusing strongly on themes of inadequacy, humiliation, and cuckoldry. All the characters that appear in this story are 18 or older. ##### Johnny Clay: the unlucky hero of this story. Average American boy in every way. Erica Flowers: Johnny's girlfriend. Short red hair, nice tits, and a BIG ass. Popular girl, cheerleader,...
I was standing on Mount Lemmon looking out over the desert at the lights of Tucson that night. The night that turned my whole damn life into one wild ride. I was bored. Tired of my job, tired of my now ex-girlfriend. Tired of life in general. The only thing that was going right for me was my Hawg. A 1956 Harley-Davidson Panhead. It's not often that a pe...
I've become tired of stories of simpering females being rescued by manly hunks, so this is my variation on that theme. I know there are different federations out there, I just lumped them all together and called them MMA. Enjoy the story. ................................................ He rolled his eyes and wrinkled his nose. He was in a gym, more specif...
"Men surrender by lifting their hands, women surrender by lifting their knees." - Warlord Voodoo The Congo. A terrain of deep valleys covered in thickets, vines and jungle brush which services the meanderings of the indigenous wild life. Great forest trees and miles of jungle greenery are home to a myriad of wild life, some benign, some treacherous. On thi...
Authors Angst... This is not a stand-alone story. In order to understand it, you must read E. Z. Riter's "How High a Price - Another View," Mr. Riter's version of The Troubadour's excellent "How High a Price," With Mr. Riter's permission and The Troubadour's I'm using the characters from both their stories. I have attempted to pick up exactly where Mr. Riter...