King Of The Hill Stories

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King of the Hill - Poker Night

by Dragonfly54 on Sep 13, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

They stood motionless in the driveway drinking beer and shooting the shit. It was a daily occurrence, a tradition that you just don't screw around with. Hank Hill was the brains of the bunch as he was the Assistant Manager of Strickland Propane. He loved to talk about his work and the others pretended to listen to gas related stories. After several minut...

Underworld: King of the Undead

by BlackKing2099 on Sep 15, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Great Britain, late 1500s. Marcus Corvinus stood in the darkness, looking at Castle Corvinus. The magnificent castle sat atop the hill, dominating the valley. He stood there, looking at the world that was once his. Once, he was a prince of the Magnus region of England. He was the son of wealthy lord Alexander Corvinus. He had power and prestige. Now, he f...

King of the Wolves .01

by LittleKay on Sep 28, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Sam was 12 when he stood under the sky full of shooting stars. He could feel it. He was there, in the sky above him. His Wolf Spirit. It was hurtling through the Earth's energy streams as fast as those stars. Today was the day his spirit, whichever it was, would choose him. He would bond with his wolf spirit and earn his shift. He felt it closing in, and ran...

King of the Pack

by Caribbeanwoman on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I am so in the mood for a quick afternoon fuck, that's what you get for putting me in the mood today. How exciting it would be to run off into the arms of my sweet older lover at this time of day when the sun has reached its zenith and is now beginning to cast shadows on the ground. We could meet outside on your patio, when most of the neighbours are off to...

Dirty Deeds Ch. 03

by ItsJessy on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Ch.03: King of the Hill Two loud shrieks echoed out across the shadowed zeppelin making its way towards the orc city of Orgrimmar. Shortly after, a woman strode through the lodging area. She was naked, and though her movements were swift and confident, she walked as if her muscles were sore or numb. The woman's skin was a soothing tone of light blue and it...

King of a Distant Country Ch. 01-03

by smilodonwriter on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

London must be the most miserable place on God's Earth on a wet day in January. There were five of us in the Library of The Exiles Club that afternoon. The New Year of 1887 was but a few days old and I had I come to Town from my customary refuge in Cheltenham to meet with my broker and take care of one or two other small items of business. After thirty years...

Surviving the Rich-Sunshine and Sir

by LucindaPaige on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

King of The Mountain She could only take so much. Rae was doing her job, the smile in her eyes matching the one on her face. But the woman on the other side of the desk hadn't taken her judgmental glare off Rae's chest since coming inside the restaurant. She almost never wore revealing blouses, she didn't enjoy the attention they brought, but the contempt i...

At the Pleasure of the King

by stlgoddessfreya on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

The King pretended to listen to prophet by staring at the flecks of food that were caught in the old man's dry beard. For a desert ascetic, he sure ate enough roasted lamb for three strong soldiers on his monthly visits to the palace. Lamb. That's what the old fraud was nattering on about again, the same tired story of the poor man's lamb. "This is a lesso...

King of a Distant Country Ch. 04

by smilodonwriter on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

December 1871 My life has been turned topsy-turvy by the arrival of one Miss Emma Jones. It appears Miss Jones is another of those bible-thumpers from the Missionary Society of Birmingham, of which my own dear sister is a prominent member. Now it seems, not content to bother the poor of that unfortunate city, they have decided to send an emissary to Nambhus...

Vale of the Hist

by MickJay on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"There, My Princess," said Sir Arrack, pointing ahead with one gauntleted hand. "Yonder hill is the meeting place." Princess Rhialla looked at the crest of the high, broad hill half a mile distant. She saw no movement there. "How far is the Hist village from here?" she asked. She was pleased to note the firmness of her voice, despite the anxiety which claw...