The soft glow on the sun seemed to caress Chryssa's skin. She was warm... comfortable... more comfortable than she'd ever been in her life. Which made her think that she was still dreaming. Her bed had never felt like this. Silky cloth against her skin, softness cradling her body, and a plump pillow rather than a flat slab beneath her head. When the door o...
It was only a moment later that the engine stopped and three thumps announced his men had jumped aboard. Ember murmured an unconscious protest as he moved away from her. He wrapped the bedding around her snugly, and she settled back into sleep. He went to the door just as Idris, Jael, and Alaric made their way below-deck. Stryx nodded in greeting. "Good to...
"Bring the bitch out," Captain Bonny Blue said, leaning back against her wooden, salt-crusted throne. "Aye-aye captain," her newest cabin-girl responded perkily, and quickly scampered towards the aft of the ship. Captain Bonny admired her cabin-girl's cute little butt as she went, especially the way it looked in her skintight shorts. The girl (Clover was...
Authors notes: please like and comment my stuff I desperately desire your feedback and approval. I am new at this and recently redid the intro hope you like it. A being beyond space and time whose goal is to torture, torment, pleasure and change his players in ways that you cannot begin to fathom for his entertainment and pleasure. He sits at multiple tables...
Copyright Oggbashan November 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* "Don? Are yo...
Please read my profile for my stance on comments. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages work too. Tom Scholz: "Well, I'm taking my time. I'm just moving on. You'll forget about me after I've been gone." + + + + Life was moving too fast. Over the last four years I'd graduated from college, found a great job, married H...
Other than the fact that an American General was kidnapped in Italy, this is a work of fiction. For those of you who may remember the incident or have read about it, please don't tell me the story is anachronistic, or that General Officers don't really act this way, or cell phones didn't exist when it occurred. Just read it for what it is and enjoy it ... or...
Dark grey sky. A rumbled groan belched from within. Hard rain fell upon the world. Constance Loftus stood five feet away staring down at the open grave that was her husband's final resting place. She was dressed in black with a shawl over her face; her driver stood beside her holding an umbrella to her head. Rain drops splattered all around them. The cerem...
Adria was like royalty. That's the thing you have to keep in mind through all this. Royalty didn't really exist yet, but she was it. Father, her father, had a big house and a lot of people who worked for him. He was considered wise for a human, and he was loved not only by humans, but other things as well. This is how Adria came to be such good friends with...
Here I was a white man, in my mid thirties alone on a small island off of the coast of Thailand. I had been sailing around the world in my yacht ever since I left the Marines. After five years in the army and half of that being in Iraq I decided that killing other human beings was not a career choice I was willing to engage in. So I left as soon as my tour w...