This part of the story picks up where Chapter 1 left off. Please feel free to let me know what you think. * A few hours later, Bitsy heard the light step of one of Stuart's maids on the stone steps. She had spent the last few hours cursing herself a hundred times a fool. To her shame, away from the king's mesmerizing influence, she was able to focus on wha...
Princess Bella sighed as she stared at herself on the mirror in her chamber. She had just returned after having yet another argument with her father, King Theobald, about yet another potential suitor. Like every other suitors from the past, this one also was on his fifties, and was only interested in her for the possibility of having a share on the land afte...
Disclaimer: This fanfic is based off the Neverwinter Nights community module by the name of "A Dance with Rogues" created by Valine. I fell in love with this story and felt compelled to write something that compliments it. This story is rated Mature (NC-17) for explicit content and graphic violence. All characters except Shiloh, Bastian, Rhys, Nicca, Essex,...
The Prince's chambers were a flurry of activity. Servants hurried to and fro, stuffing chests and crates and boxes. Sumptuous robes and tunics were haphazardly thrown in with bedclothes and riding gear. Armour plates banged against each other, a jumble of metal and mail. The Prince shouted orders and commands, sending another servant off to fetch a forgotte...
With a sigh and a slight groan, he began. "We have precious little time, but I shall try and explain what I can." "As you discovered in the library of books deep below us, long ago we imprisoned a dragon in its hold 'neath the castle." "We?" thought the princess, but said nothing as he continued. "That should have been the end of it, the beast would have...
Part Seven - The Young Prince "Artur, now I am your queen, will I be different?" Miryamme sat in front of a small table, combing her golden mane of hair, her face reflected in a polished bronze mirror; combing her hair, combing her hair. Her doll sat nearby, its straw hair teased and pulled by Miryamme's nervous fingers, her restless hands. "What do you me...
Author's Note: I'm still working on Say a Prayer. Sorry for taking so long with it. However, an idea for a short story has been bugging me, and I must write it! It doesn't have much conflict. All graphically sexual descriptions in my stories involve characters that are at least 18 years old, often older than that. It will take a while for sex to start happen...
Loghain has lost his life fighting the dragon. The hero, {firstname} did not take her up on her offer now he has finally caught her. He will punish the witch for trying to leave him, he will either break him or she will. Or you are Alistair in the final battle you manage to save the Queen Anora in the final battle instead of releasing you, she has another pu...
There is no sex, it is a soppy romantic fairy story for adults wanting to warm the cockles of their heart. ***** Now Prince Arrik peered out of the Palace tower window, his breath misting the thin plate glass. As far as the eye could see, and he could see a long way over the flat terrain from this high up, the ground lay white in a thick layer of freshly-...
I opened my eyes. The room was dim, but I could make out the grain of the rough hewn table my head was resting on. I closed my eyes again and considered things. Considering Things List Item No. 1: Last night when I went to bed it was in a nice soft bed with pillows. Item No. 2: I don't usually have dreams, and when I do, they're always black and white, w...