Thank you for taking the time to read this story. Also, an enormous thanks to Claire for all of the editing assistance. Just an FYI. This started with a premise and a dog. The turn it took in chapter two surprised me as much as it irritated some. I simply wrote what passed by as the "movie" played. There have been complaints about the flashback scenes, no...
Murder and fire; ruin and damnation. Roland trailed along the perimeter of the inner wall in heedless flight as the world around him burned. His lungs wheezed and his chest palpitated from the effort. He had retraced his steps through the gutted hovels as he watched the ruin of the Cultist's home play out before him. Madness stalked the streets, gibbering mo...
Introduction & Disclaimer - Set in the city of Adelaide, South Australia, this is the tale of what happens when divorced single mother Louise moves in next to Paul, a never-married high school teacher. Paul is immediately taken with the pretty redhead but cannot work up the nerve to ask her out, finally getting the courage to do so after plenty of encouragem...
This is my third Tug story. In this one, our hero and his Atlantean wife solve the mystery of Jack the Ripper; thereby, saving the world from Nazi Armageddon. Their discoveries expose the real truth behind the Whitechapel murders, along with some of the more unsavory elements of Victorian England. Along the way, they meet the legendary Victorian swashbuckler...
CHAPTER 1 Drinking recklessly and becoming too loud, Russell Lawrence was spoiling the tone of the party and the hostess said kindly to Chase Lawrence, "Darling do you think you could ask Russell to moderate his behavior?" "Yes of course Katie." Chase went up to Russell who was sounding off about the inability of CEOs these days to stand up to board chair...
This chapter is dedicated to the memory of a very good friend, mentor and muse. You'll live forever in the memories of all members of the PTB, TDH and all the other boards you enriched by your presence and participation. Rest in Peace Franco "Lone Wolf" Breslin 1949-2006. * "What the hell is going on Craig? Who is this guy?" To her credit there was no pan...
Note: This Story contains Themes of Humiliation, BDSM and Non-Consent/Reluctance. *** 1. Cinderella and the Royal Plight *** The Prince was gone again, he was negotiating with a nearby kingdom, he was to be gone for some time. Cinderella slept alone in her lavish royal bed, she tossed and turned, a vivid nightmare haunted her mind. The nightmare was not...
I remember three key details from when I first saw her: her hair; what she wore; and an overwhelming feeling that I would get to know her. I had no idea who she was, and though I could tell she was attractive, right then and there I didn't feel an overwhelming physical attraction to her looks. What I did feel, however, was an attraction to her in a manner be...
CHAPTER 3: HOUSE CALLS Megan awoke the next morning to the sound of the ring tone on her cell phone. She rolled over, saw it was 8:45 a.m. Her mom was calling for a video call. Groggy, she sat up in bed and answered the phone, her mom smiling back at her. "Good morning honey," her mom said, smiling. "Sorry to call so early. I figured you wanted to sleep i...
Author's Note: This one is heavier on the BDSM Master side with light reluctance again. I hope you have fun again and, as always, feedback is welcome :)! And sorry for the terrible part separation on this one. Jezebel After he used my name, I thought it was all over with, and it left me so frazzled that I spoke without thinking, asking him questions like t...