A story with inspiration from paper rpg d&d-ereb altor, tv-show merlin and some femdom sexwrestling like ultimate surrender. ------------- Aldin was a young noble in the kingdom of Cardien. He was from in the distant district of Inmark, there his father was wealthy baron and a vassal of the king. He was raised in the family's stronghold and had always got...
I live in a very small apartment in Santa Monica, just a block from the beach. I'm one of a varying group of people that get together on the beach, in bars and at parties. It's an informal group that changes in size and membership, perhaps amorphous is the right description. We're all in our mid-twenties. Well, maybe one or two in their early thirties and on...
Copyright 2008 all rights reserved * "Don't come to the party if you can't be civil," his brother warned. "We want you there, but this is Amanda's party and I won't have you making a scene." Kevin sighed into the phone and ran a hand through his hair. He wanted to go the party, he really did. His sister-in-law, Amanda, was like the sister he never had. It...
Silmaria was on her hands and knees in the drawing room on the west side of the Manor, scrubbing at the wooden floor with a soapy rag. She was not particularly in the best of moods; some idiot had tracked dirt into the room, which was made all the worse by the fact that no one ought to really have been in here in the first place. Of course, given how downhil...
The old man pulled another news paper page onto his body. Garrit was tall. The long bones made him a bit clumsy. Only thin muscles wrapped around his frame. The scuffed slacks and stained shirt draped him. He lied on the ground with packed pebbles -- black, gray, and white once. The spread out newspaper provided a little cover from the soft win and warmth fr...
For K, who's reading this for the very first time. *** It'd take more than a torrential downpour to sully this grab! I caught a glimpse of her on the way out of the city, brilliant brocade dress, emerald green, several rings an each hand, silver and agates mostly, and a mess of vibrant red hair held together by more golden pins than I have fingers and toe...
It stung every time the needle punctured her cheek and stabbed through her flesh. But since her face already felt like it was on fire, she barely noticed the little pinpricks. Cindy stared down at the ground blankly. How had it gone so wrong? They were going to march on Ruar and slaughter the orcs. There was nothing that could stop them. What went wrong? Whe...
Book III: Inside The Shuuraku Gates =====Chapter 41===== I sat in the papa-san chair staring out the window. Rachel packing that morning stunned everyone in the house. There was a rush into my room, but no one asked any questions after I told them to give Rachel whatever help she needed. The Siblings' return from helping Rachel move her stuff to the sorori...
White Buddha: Portrait of an ESL Teacher in China "Melvin..." "Where was he from?" "Portland, Oregon." "That's weird." "It's a weird place..." "But he hated Portland, like, really, really hated Portland, always shitted on its hipsters, and politically correct, passive aggressive people..." "He certainly was not passive aggressive." "Wasn't he...
Introduction and cast of characters This story is a continuation of two previous historical romance stories, the first a short Novell the other a novel, entitled "The Archer" and "The Archer's Apprentice". Familiar characters, some are fictional (the real ones can easily be found online) The year is 1125 Robert "Robin" Archer of Oaklea, was born in Febru...