Sheik Mohammed Aksam Al Sabid was the eldest son of the Old Great Sheik Mohammed Akmon who had long since passed over to Allah. Mohammed Aksam the eldest was 35 years old with a commanding presence. He was 6 feet 2 inches tall with a golden bronzed body very common in Saudi Arabia. He always wore a gold earring in his ear as he had crossed the equator and...
I must confess something. If I could blow up the entire planet, with everyone and everything in it, me included, I'd do it in a heartbeat. Am I insane? Did someone do something to make me mad? Nope. This is just how I feel on a perfectly normal, mundane day. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Cal Thompson, short for Caleb. I was born in the Ci...
Thanks to everyone who has helped me tweak the story. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter and forgive me for making a short one but it was the best place to break it for chapters. Enjoy and don't forget to vote. 0700 Lieutenant Commander Neal Hawkins Office. Hawkins was seated at his desk when Adam Dawson walked in. It had already been a long day for the...
"Blessed be." Katharine blew out the blood red candle in the middle of the pentagram she was sat in. She cleaned the blood off her hands and put all her candles away, her parents were due home any minute and if they find out what she was doing they would do a lot worse then burn her at the stake. They were strict Catholics who had rammed the religion down...
Lt Katharine MacDonald gazed idly out of her window across the parade square and sighed heavily. It was another dreary day of dull admin duties, completing reports about her junior ratings who were undergoing their basic medic training here at the Joint Services Facility at Mytchett. At first, she had been happy to be sent here following a broken relationshi...
Katharine was bent over, watering plants on her porch. No makeup, late 30s, a little overweight, with a headband holding hair out of her eyes, she was a fairly average woman doing a routine chore. Her running shorts were medium green with light blue trim. The pant legs were long, at least for running shorts. She had white panties on under the shorts. Not...
To all my dear readers of my other stories, I know they tease and leave much to be desired, but you'll have to wait a bit longer, I've got a lot going on in my life and I'm trying to fix that before I settle back to my stories, this is just one I wanted to start while it was in my head. And please no rude comments... I've had a few of those and they make it...
Katharine hated the harem. She hated the Arabian land and its forsaken sand. She hated the food and the harsh Arabic language and most of all she hated him. She loathed his very existence. She had been a prisoner in the harem for a month now. She bathed, massaged and pampered the women of the harem. She escaped the abuse of Yasmeen because she was of no thr...
Mid-September, 2019. Near Seattle, Washington. "It's funny, but I don't want you to go, Morgan," her therapist said with a warm smile. "No. I understand. We've gotten very close over the last three years," the woman she'd been working with over that period of time replied. "We're not supposed to get attached to our patients, but we're just human beings wi...
Dedicated to the fans – of the sheik. Your patience and kind words keep me writing. I thank you from my heart – most sincerely. Nic * Kat trembled as she sank into a heap at the side of the small couch. Her hands clutched at her heart and then flew to her mouth. He would give her no quarter and would allow her little maneuvering. There would be no discus...